As I’ve refined my taste for weed, I’ve come to realize I prefer sativas much more than indicas. Indicas tend to make me paranoid and couch-locked to the point where I think if I move gravity will completely take over and stomp me into the ground. However, my preconceived notions were recently challenged, and it’s all thanks...
Given the opportunity, I will almost always snatch up a savory snack over a sweet snack, whether stoned to high heaven or sober as a church mouse. I love my ramen, mac and cheese, and Doritos, and I dare you to pull them out of my cold, dead claws.
However, I do have one sweet space left in my cold, hard, salt-fueled...
Want to know my new life motto? Sure you do. Here goes. “When life hands you lemons, chuck them out the window at some bears or something and smoke Melonade instead.”
Hate that? Yeah, me too, but the other option was, “I’ve got big balls,” which would have been an ode to the giant nugs of Melonade, the strain we’re...
The first time I tried to decarboxylate some cannabis flower and infuse oil I almost burned down my house. I’m not exaggerating, either — I really did. I’d read online that you can infuse oil on the stove using very low heat, so I loaded a pan with coconut oil, cannabis, and a few drops of water.
Needless to say, the...
I’m going to go out on a limb here and say that most of us are hitting the bottle and bong pretty hard these days. Maybe you’re even doing both at the same time.
Certainly not for anyone to judge, especially since in my household we are partaking in both, particularly on the marijuana front because who needs a hangover...
Indicas tend to go two ways for me. Either I’m a paranoid mess who can’t move and is convinced everyone knows I’m high, or I’m a sleepy mess who can’t move and knows everyone else knows I’m high but doesn’t care. I much prefer the latter and was thankful to come across a strain this week that didn’t lead me down the Boulevard...
I decided earlier this week that if I had to save just one city in Texas it would be Houston. Someone out there would save lame ass San Antonio, but not me. I would save Houston. It’s lowkey way cooler than Austin, which takes itself a little too seriously these days, and Dallas? Psh. Let’s not even go there. Why was I...
One of the worst parts of social distancing and quarantine during COVID-19 is the boredom. OK, it’s definitely not worse than the economic spiral or the death toll that coronavirus has inflicted, but it’s up there.
Right now would be the perfect time to invest in some new interests and connections, particularly in the...
You know those strains that you don’t expect to kick you in your teeth? The kind that immediately transport you from a productive, semi-useful member of society to a happy but useless blob of slime? Yeah, welcome to my experience with Longs Peak Blue, the strain we’re reviewing for The Green House Durango this week.
I...
I’m not going to lie to you guys. It’s been a struggle to find ways to sit still during this weird time we’re in. I know it’s important for everyone’s safety, but holy balls am I bored being stuck inside. The only thing that’s been keeping me semi-sane is weed. Sweet, sweet weed.
One of the strains that has helped...
Have you ever gotten so stoned that the next morning all you’re doing is trying to follow a trail of (perhaps literal) breadcrumbs to figure out what bullshit you got up to the night before?
Well, friends, that was exactly my experience after popping a few DOSD Edibles Nanobites in the flavor of piña colada one fateful...
It’s no secret that literary genius has frequently throughout history been paired with an altered state of mind. Ernest Hemingway has alcohol, Samuel Taylor Coleridge had opium, and Hunter S. Thompson had a cornucopia of psychotropic substances. As such, it shouldn’t come as a surprise that cannabis was involved with more...
