Enjoy this post by CCLC reader, Joe Kidd, who talks about his experience with cannabis throughout the years. He told us that edibles do not agree with him...and brings us on a humorous cannabis journey:
1979-80 Freshman year of high school, lots of new things to experience, new people, new school. Five towns going into one school. During my first year of high school, I observed people smoking "the DRUGS", aka weed, pot, hash. Emphatically “I did not inhale “ freshman year. Sophomore year I grew my hair out, discovered the music of Neil Young, Grateful Dead, etc. I finally decided after observing for a year that I would try this stuff. Well, this is what I experienced: it made my eyes itchy, made me hungry and I learned I don’t like to inhale things. But am I a quitter? No! I continued to try and abuse this “grass” rolling joints, roach clips, hash under glass. You know, the usual things one does as an adolescent. After that year, I decided this weed will not bring me enlightenment.
Skip ahead the college years, I go visit a friend who is away at a college. We play some cards, drink some beers.
"Hey, do you wanna hit of this?" Me: "Ya maybe, why not?"