Ronnie - Metallica
Mind Eraser - The Black Keys
The Mob Rules - Black Sabbath
As I do most evenings, I walk. For exercise and as a means to get high. It's relaxing as well as providing an excellent opportunity for activity.
Currently I am smoking 2 types of weed, using this pipe. It's a Metro Pipe. It's much like a Fisherman's Friend in the way it gets used. The top portion swivels around to expose the bowl (located above the circular indent) as well as a spring loaded storage compartment that I use to store about half a gram for smoking potential while mobile.
This one is the last bowls of an amalgam of weed that Male Counterpart and I have been collecting and smoking over the last year. There is some Jamaican Tar, a couple different strains of local hydro, some so called Kush (not really). The strains also vary on whether it is Indica or Sativa. A very potent mix to be sure. A quick shot Doc knock me off my feet with a long staying power. I get a couple grams which usually lasts me about 10 days. With me it's always a case of feeling it behind the eyes. There is a post in the archives relating to that topic..feel free to go hunting.
This next sample is something all together different. It's amazing what can be found on the Internet these days. With a little know how and stick-to-itiveness you too could be sampling this Purple Kush. Here is a shot of some buds before they're ground up.
As you can see when compared to the above sample, it's quite a bit greener. It's very sticky and pollinated and extremely pungent in odour. I love the smell of weed.
This is what I smoked on my walk tonight so that I could review it. The first hit only took a couple of minutes to "present" itself. I could feel it kind of swell up from my mid section. After the first hit I continued walking to gauge what I was feeling, I noticed a grapey sort of after taste. The second hit was something else. I took a pretty good haul on my pipe, held it in and when I exhaled I was immediately hit by a wave that made me quite light headed. As I continued walking I sort of lost track of where I was and almost made a wrong turn from my normal walk route. My mind raced with random thoughts as I listened to Ronnie by Metallica on my Ipod. The third and final hit was much the same as the second, I remember shaking my head and bugging out my eyes, as if to clear my head. With Mind Eraser and The Mob Rules filling my ears I walked the final steps home. I began to feel a little jittery, a feeling very similar in nature to what we used to call Bennies. Benzedrine is an amphetamine, an upper and I remember the same jitter when they took affect.
Once home, Daughter, The Better Half and I watched Oceans 11 and 12. A very enjoyable evening was had by all. Made better by the new home theatre filling the room with the cool glitz of retro '60's chic and being super stoned to boot. What more could a guy ask for?
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