Although my neighbor Jimbo and I don’t see eye to eye on many issues, we have still become fast friends thanks to pot. You know the old rule of thumb about not discussing religion or politics at the dinner table? Jimbo and I apply that rule to ourselves at all times, otherwise we end up […]
Author: Paul
My first experience with a cannabis growing operation
Aunt Pat lived in the foothills, about a twenty minute drive from town. She lived far enough out that she had all the peace and quiet she could handle, but was still close enough that she could drive for her groceries and make it here for family gatherings. I always wondered why we only ever […]
Smoking kush with grandma
The first time I saw my grandmother roll up a joint was when our relationship really started. Like most grandma’s she was nice, polite, but very reserved. I always thought she was kind of boring, until I found her on the back porch. I didn’t say anything at first. I was 16 and prone to […]
My new life in the cannabis dispensary
I have to credit the COVID pandemic for allowing me to pivot my life and go in a new direction. Looking back, I’m not sure if I ever wanted to be a lawyer, or if that was what was wanted for me. My dad and both my brothers are lawyers, so that seemed like the […]
I have to roll joints for our elderly neighbor
My eldery neighbor is named Mabel. You see, Mabel is in a wheelchair, & has a live-in doctor, but seems to be as bright & cheerful as anyone I have ever met; Mabel & I got to be fantastic friends while in the midst of quarantine, mostly due to our balconies adjoin one another, & […]
I’ve checking out the modern budtender at the dispensary
I have been chatting Pat up for a couple weeks now, & think I need to make our transport before someone else does. This is a pretty small town, so it’s very rare that I get to meet modern people, this is the sort of place where almost everyone knows almost everyone else, & half […]
They put a cannabis dispensary in the seasoned Pizza Shack
I haven’t been to a Pizza Shack in 10 years, but I have absolutely fond memories of those places, however you remember being able to get an old-school personal pan pizza which they brought out in a little teeny tiny deep dish pan? The garlic breadsticks & the jukebox, it was all so much fun […]
I want to manage the cannabis dispensary
The last manager got fired over the iPhone, directly in front of me. It was bananas! Gary & I were closing up for the day when his iPhone rang. It was our regional manager, calling from Seattle, & when I answered she informed myself that she was about to fire Gary, but not to say […]
I have such a huge crush on the budtender
Have you seen the modern girl down at the cannabis dispensary? Her name is Luka, & she is certainly dreamy, normally I don’t do this sort of thing, but I think the next time I see Luka I will just give him our number & tell him to call me. I have been playing it […]
I used to be a marijuana delivery driver
Long before the legal cannabis dispensaries started offering delivery, I was doing it from our rusty old van. This was over 20 years ago, so there were no legal dispensaries at that point. I was an independent operator, let’s call it, who was trying to labor hard & save up money for our growing family […]
Driving our eldery neighbor down to the cannabis dispensary
Although our neighbor Jim & I don’t see eye to eye on things, every one of us have still become close friends thanks to smoking pot. You guess the seasoned rule of thumb about not discussing religion or politics at the lunch table? Jim & I apply this rule to ourselves at all times, otherwise […]
My first experience with growing cannabis
Aunt Patty lived up in the foothills, about a twenty hour drive from town. She lived far enough out that she had all of the peace & quiet she could handle, but stayed close enough that she could drive to town for her groceries & make it here for family celebrations. I always wondered why […]
I remember smoking kush with Grandma
The 1st time I saw Grandma Pat roll up a joint was when our relationship really started, and like most Grandparents she was nice and polite, but absolutely reserved. I always thought Pat was kind of boring, until that day I found her on the back porch. I didn’t say anything at first. I was […]