Stupid Pothead Stories

Well my friends life happens to us all, and a great time to roll one and smoke it, is when those little things happen, and you need a few hours to just chill and not worry.

 I know death is something we all have to deal with sometimes, and everytime a close family member of mine has died, i have had a session.  To me its great to rememeber times with my grandparents when I am high.. They are some of the happiest times I can remember.  I am lucky that I still have both my parents, but I know there will be quite a few sessions after that…

Ok enough with the depressing times.. losing a job.. well besides cussing up a storm after being fired, you shoud smoke a big fat cheech and chong led zeppelin..  talking about all those times at work when the asshole boss did his asshole things, then laughing cause you are high.. sure it does not solve the problem, but it helps in getting over it.. now i would never suggest a 6 month continious session, (unless you have unemployment ins to pay for the weed). 

 there are so many things in life that makes you wonder about people, and the best time to talk about them is when you are high…

I do miss you all…

Peace and smiles.

Well it is tuesday afternoon, and this is going to take forever to write because I keep having to use the backspace to correct already bad spelling.

Just wanted to say it is a lovely day, and the world is just a spinning right for me.  I think I will not wanna read this afterwords. 

SO this is short. 

Peace & Smiles

The weekend is over, it has been a while since I hit up the bong, but I am back baby.. back and ready to smoke.. sometimes in your life you have to take time off.. but not anymore.. everything is behind, and I am ready to light.. funny enough it is 4:20 as I am writing this, which was not planned..

When I had to have a real job, the smokers found each other.. I was working in a place with mostly females, which would have been great if i was single.. well i had to take a drug test for something, and the girls kept pressuring me to partake in their after work sessions.. I kept painfully declining, but kept saying I will join as soon as I can… well the most alpha female, a ragin cajun was dubbed my work wife, well we had become good friends, and i had to finally say ok. it is time to smoke.. there was one girl I would have jumped at the chance to hit on while high.. but i was not single, and well quite a bit older.. as we smoked i had too pull back the flirting, as tempting as it was.. good thing after a few puffs i got more mellow, and the music was in my head.. That is one thing I like about smoking over drinking, you can really control those urges.. But she is a friend, and still looking awsome.. ha ha ha.. i love being married to my wife, even though she is not a smoker, she still is ok with the fact that I partake..

Peace & Smiles.