*Happy 420*

Not like I get to enjoy it but I can reminisce on old memories....yes I can;)
It's really great to be back with old friends...Never thought I'd see the day when I'd be sitting around a table drinking beer again with Carol, Bea & Bri...It's funny because we all quit smoking cigarettes....years ago we'd be sitting in a cloud (of not just cigarette smoke either) and I just remember watching it swirl as we moved around the room. Now we have kids and have to watch our language and we have jobs that require us to be good...well, I do anyway:o( We must be good, well behaved adults, lol. You'd think that after driving a bus full of noisy kids, and dealing with asshole drivers on the road all day- that it would be great to come home, plug in my ipod and spark up a dooby! Damn...
When I was about 14 I met my friend Stacy, and honestly I tried to keep up, but that girl could smoke me under the table! Sorry Stac - But you of all people were the most hardcore chic I ever knew! Lol...But I thank you for putting up with me! Hope you don't mind me mentioning it.
I consider myself lucky to have been a teenager in the 90's...The music was awesome, I had cool friends, got my first tattoo, rollerskating was still considered cool, you could still party in the parking lot at what used to be called "The Meadows"...And no, the "parties" that go on there now can't even come close to the chaotic days of old.
My bedroom window was like the 420 drive-thru...My friends and I would be chillin' in my room listening to Nirvana and I used to have a green lightbulb and would turn it on at night so the neighborhood kids would come by.
Yeah, maybe it was "Loser Central", call it whatever you like - But I called it a damn good time. I guess I was your typical parents worst nightmare for awhile, but it's all good.

I could write a book, but my life has been rather ordinary so my stories would be comparable to many of my peers. It was fun though, and some crazy shit went down...But some stories are better left untold. Except for the one time when I was 17, I was buzzed on codine cough syrup (yuck) and my stepfather comes in my room carrying a big paper bag (picture a cross between Chong and Big Lebowski), and drops it on my bed. He's like "I don't need these anymore so I thought you might like em", then walks out (he really was a major asshole, this was one of the few times he showed any coolness).
Inside, the bag was full of bongs from the late 60's and early 70's.
They were the craziest looking things (and worked great).
Don't know what I did with them....But they are long gone now...

I really am not the most liberal person and I don't condone drug use. I've seen what hardcore drug use has done to people and have known many that have died from using them....But I have yet to see anyone O.D on weed.
I never sucked someones dick as a trade off for weed...Never that desperate, sorry! Nor did I lie, cheat and steal to get weed, however I was likely to raid your cabinets for food when struck with the munchies - that's it.
I was never addicted to it. However it's probably to blame for my lack of motivation to do anything useful career-wise. But whatever.....

That's my drug addled rant of the day...Peace!