T.H.T.O.

Too High To Operate

Ever been there? That place where you're just... Too High To Operate? Yes, yes you have. If you're online, and you're reading a Canniblog, you've definitely been there. I'm talking about "green-out's" and "holy shit I thought it was tomorrow" and "Who is this place" and "*Drools*".

Yes. You've been there. 

So what's the attraction? What's the reason for all of that? I think there's some serious psychology behind this, to be honest. I was recently discussing the reasons for which I enjoy the green, and it boiled down to basically this - "I just want to get away from it all." And that's the truth. There are times at which I want to be involved and really social and motivated to accomplish things in my life, but there are also times at which I can barely take all the stupid, ignorant shit that goes on around me (and because of me). The greatest escape is getting a good high, and feeling only the good things that go on around you. It's like a sort of therapy, I think. Instead of being shocked or surprised into realizing the true value of something good, smoking weed lets one walk into that happiness with arms/mind open wide. 

Truly, being able to enjoy the little things that are offered around every corner, in between every step, and above every defeat is an incredible thing. It's a lot like a fantasy that exists in real life; smoking a bowl is just the way to step out of one reality, into another. 

Being high offers such a new and interesting paradigm, as well as opportunities to explore the complexities of thoughts that may appear, at first look, mundane. For example; Do trees have life-spans? Think about this. If given the perfect nutrients, sunlight, etc. for the entirety of their existence, would a tree be immortal? My conclusion is that they aren't, and that eventually they would perish, just as everything does. Still, an interesting question, no?

So let's take this post back to the very beginning. Green-out's... Why? Because stepping through the mirror surface of a placid lake becomes a very real option when the peace-pipe gets passed. Because, my dear, fellow stoner-boners, we can create our own reality whenever we please.

Stay tuned for the next spur of the moment psychological dive, and keep that green train rollin'. 

Show me the CarFax - Life Philosophies

I had one of my good stoner friends over yesterday, and we had a really good discussion. While completely lifted of course. It started of describing customers, and how to spread your roots and your reach. "Customers in this business can be a bit tricky", he says, "and at the end of the day, it's up to you which ones you choose to accommodate. Show me the CarFax." When that phrase so easily rolled off of his tongue, I started dying. I mean, I was crying on the floor laughing. Gorgeous laughter. (Thanks to that Bubba Kush) But then I started to actually think about it, and the idea really hit me... If you don't know you can trust someone, then why even interact with them at all? Of course, you have to interact with people so they can show you they're trustworthy. But if they don't offer the chances and opportunities to make a friendly relationship, then what are you doing? SHOW ME THE CARFAX. Why should we spend time together if there's nothing behind it?

"People are gonna' do what people want to do... so would I not do what I want, how I want to do it?" Again, he spit out some wise words. To be honest, I think he's right. Of course one must keep their morals and try to live by their own word, so stealing and hurting others is not an ok way to "...do what I want..." I think though as long as you keep it all positive and driven, there's no reason not to be you. 

So, you want to be friends? Enemies? Lovers? Show me the CarFax. Prove to me that we're worth each other. 

Call me Casper

...Because I'm on that Ghost Haze. And what an interesting high it is indeed! I tried to write down the most prevalent feelings that occurred to me while on this strain, and they are as follows: thoughtful, emotionally aware, confident, happy, and very open to conversation. I really, really enjoyed this strain! 

Beyond the fact that it tasted incredible and hit smoothly, Ghost haze just looks gorgeous. Admire, if you will, the photograph below. 

As you can see, it's an incredibly green strain. It tends to be on the lighter side of the green color spectrum, partially because of all the crystals that are produced. Ghost Haze is some of the stickiest weed I've come into contact with, and I love it. It fills up the kief container in your three-piece super fast, and doesn't decrease the quality of the bud. At all. 

Ghost Haze is also a very, very positive high. Throughout the inebriation period, I was spitting out complements like a loose slot machine. I have almost never felt more loving towards my friends. This, of course, goes back to the sativa origins of this hybrid. Ghost Haze is a lot like Jack the Ripper in that sense. It makes you want to do something good.

This is definitely a potent strain, and good for filling the grinder. HOWEVER, it's not one of my favorites. The high is too "constant" for me. There's not a whole lot of variance in its ability, so it's basically sit and eat or talk about your feelings. It was a little too limited, to be honest. 

Money. Shit.

Well, I'm poor. No money, no food... I mean, shit. Yesterday I didn't eat anything but peanut M&M's and a honey bun. Who does that???? College students. Anyway, I'm trying to figure out a way to make money. Begging isn't exactly my style, and jobs have been hard to find in the city... so, I'm thinking I need to sell something. You guessed it... SHIRTS. (gotcha)

So I went ahead and made this design here. I think it's pretty cool, and I'd love to put it on a shirt. I feel like it'd sell well, but I'm not really sure how to start all this out... who know's what'll happen. 










Anyway, that's really all I have for now. Just some quick ideas... If you have any ideas on how to make some decent money, let me know in the comments below!!!

A little more on our friend, Jack the Ripper

So last night I had the opportunity to get a little better acquainted with the Jack the Ripper strain. I've gotta say... my opinion has changed. Quite dramatically, actually. 

I have this buddy, and needless to say we smoke together. Now, he's a pain in the ass sometimes, and doesn't really follow stoner etiquette. He's honestly a little selfish, and sometimes a dick. But, there are all kinds of people in this world, and he does contribute in his own way. Anyway, last night he and I rolled up a nice little power joint and headed out for a midnight blaze. (This is one of the better joints I've rolled, for sure) We puffed, puffed, and passed, and saluted our fallen soldier after he'd been smoked down to filter. Within about 5 minutes of the first drag, I was in a completely new zone. I was walking with new pep in my step, and had an "I can tackle the world" attitude. A feeling of absolute happiness washed over me, starting from my feet, all the way up through the ends of each one of my hairs. Everything felt... well, splendid. 

Post joint burn, we headed over to get some midnight breakfast at our campus' dining. Ladies and Gents, this whole experience was amazing. I walked into the dining area, and immediately felt like a secret agent. I don't know why, but I was under cover, and nobody could know... it was so, so awesome. I also had a good long talk with a friend while waiting for my omelet, and was able to converse regularly. I think. Regardless, I had an awesome time getting food. When I finally ate the omelet, I swear I had an orgasm in my mouth. Never have I been more sensitive and receptive to the tastes of food! Every bite was an adventure. 


That brings me to my final point about Jack the Ripper - it's a total adventure weed. If you have the opportunity to go do something, do it. I don't care what it is, it'll be absolutely nuts. Seriously, just go for a walk in the park, or converse with friends, something like that. I guarantee you won't regret it. 

Woke up this mornin', feelin' like P-Diddy

Ok, no I didn't, but...

Wouldn't it be hilarious if there was a strain called Ke$ha? It would be the dirtiest strain... would taste like vodka and Jack, and would get you so high you might actually enjoy the music of its namesake. Come on, growers... let's get creative! 

It's a Tuesday morning, and as I sit here in my child development psychology class, I can't help but wonder how the fine herb we all love so much became an integral part of my life. To be honest, I used to be against it, whole heartedly. I was sure I'd never try it, ever, less than 3 years ago. Now? I smoke almost every day. So, what was it?



Personally, I grew up with a serious predisposition towards depression. This means that yes, in eighth grade I grew my hair out long and wore all black, all the time. But in all seriousness, depression makes it difficult to enjoy the little things in life. In fact, it makes it difficult to enjoy just about anything. There are some pharmaceutical solutions like Zoloft and such, and currently those do work for me. 

But the Green does something different, and something special. 

It changes the way you see things. 

In a way, the ganj is a lot like a pair of glasses. It helps you to see the good things in all things, and I promise you, that's more valuable than any amount of gold (Unless that gold is used to buy our favorite grass). 

In short, I think weed became important to me because it helped to make me smile. Don't ever underestimate the power of a good laugh and a stupid grin. Plus, it brings people together like nothing else. Truly, it's an amazing plant. 

Until later, 

Stay Lifted

Screw Adsense.

Google adsense dropped my account... I think it's because this blog's about weed. Which sucks. Because weed is splendid, soon to be LEGAL, and therefore should not cause issues. But, unfortunately, there are indeed people who don't enjoy snuggles with nuggles. So, screw 'em, let's spark up. 

Have you gotten screwed for loving the green? Let me know!

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It's been too long.

Well hey, I totally thought I was going to do this a lot more than I did. So fuck it, I'm starting back up again.

WHADDUP!? Stoner bitches and bros, read up because this is where it's at. And if it's not here, then it's somewhere close... whatever it is. Regardless, I'm chillin' right now, but fiendin' for some greeeeeeeeeeeen. Y'all know what's up. I have that Bubba Kush and Jack the Ripper on deck right now, and lemme tell YOU! They're both fantastic.

BUBBA -

This shit settles me down. I go from raging dragon to relaxed bamboo in just about zero seconds flat. But seriously... I love this stuff. It gets me thinking about all kinds of things, like whether trees have lifespans, or how thinking is like reading your own mind, and stuff like that. It's a great bit o' herb if you're looking for some really, really deep conversations and a relaxed body high. Muah, this shit is beeeeeautiful!!!

JACK THE RIPPER -

My thoughts on this strain are a bit conflicted to be honest. I mean, sure... it gets me high, but I don't think it really pays homage to its sativa origins. Honestly, it makes me feel tired and lazy, and my drive to do ANYTHING is killed. Except for the first 20 minutes. Those first 20 minutes "I would walk five hundred miles and I would walk five hundred more..."

A MIX - 

When mixed, it's SPLENDID. Seriously. The Jack kicks in first, lifting you up and pushing you to go out and do shit, while the Bubba kinda sneaks up on you and encourages deep thoughts during meaningless conversation. It's absolutely a fantastic combination, because when the sativa effects of the Jack drop off, the Bubba still holds you up and sets you down nicely so you don't feel like the high was short-lived.

RECOMMENDATION?

I really recommend combining them if you have the chance (about a 50/50 mix is good for me), but if that opportunity doesn't present itself and you're forced to choose... sorry Jack, my buddy Bubba has you runnin'. Bubba Kush is victorious in this battle of the buds!

SPARK UP!!!

IF YOU'VE HAD EITHER OF THESE STRAINS, COMMENT BELOW AND LET ME KNOW WHAT YOUR THOUGHTS ARE!