I've managed to go my life without becoming a stoner, but I have any number of friends who are 420 friendly, if you know what I mean. Also, I live in Oakland, Ca, which is turning into the friendliest medical marijuana city in the country. In fact, our fair city, desperate for funds (as they have proven with their abusive enforcement of parking regulations. Bastards) is doing one of the smartest things possible and is in the process of developing
regulations regarding cultivating cannabis. In other words, they want to tax it and by being first in the state have a good chance controlling the medical pot. I have never been more proud.
Anyway, I think it's pretty well acknowledged that the how "medical marijuana" is a farce. You can get a prescription for pot for nausea, vomiting, premenstrual syndrome, unintentional weight loss, insomnia, lack of appetite, spasticity, painful conditions, neurogenic pain, movement disorders, asthma, glaucoma, inflammatory bowel disease, Crohn's disease, ulcerative colitis, migraines, fibromyalgia, multiple sclerosis, spinal cord injuries, motor and vocal tics of Tourette syndrome, obsessive–compulsive disorder, alcohol abuse, attention-deficit hyperactivity disorder, amyotrophic lateral sclerosis, collagen-induced arthritis, rheumatoid arthritis, atherosclerosis, bipolar disorder, childhood mental disorders, colorectal cancer, depression, diabetic retinopathy, dystonia, epilepsy, digestive diseases, gliomas, hepatitis C, Huntington's disease, hypertension, urinary incontinence, leukemia, skin tumors, morning sickness, methicillin-resistant Staphylococcus aureus (MRSA), Parkinson's disease, pruritus, posttraumatic stress disorder (PTSD), sickle-cell disease, sleep apnea, tourette syndrome, and anorexia nervosa. Honestly is there nothing pot cannot cure? Head down to Venice Beach in LA and you can get a prescription for pretty much anything. "Ow, my glaucoma!"
Most of the people I know who have prescriptions more or less get it for depression. Most of them are also what I would term "functional pot heads." In other words, they spark the owl upon occasion but are otherwise contributing members of society. A couple of them are just strait up losers, however. I think it's those people who I have used as my inspiration to stay away from pot. I see myself falling into that trap too easily.
I suppose I should talk about this shirt.
Dazed and Confused was listed by the great
Quentin Tarantino as one of the top 10 greatest films of all time. I'm not sure I see it, but it is up there. I don't think this movie was actually made to be a pro pot movie, but it has taken on cult status among pot fans.
I was going to link some instructions I found on how to construct a bong, but decided that is probably a mistake. I think I will bail out here.