Uncle G’s FUN 420 Reviews: Uncle G’s Corner (#04) – Gateway Drug? Part 1

27 Sept 2017
Uncle G’s FUN 420 Reviews
Words and Photography by Gary “Uncle G” Brown
Twitter @GBrown0816

Seeing how this is an archival website, I’d like to introduce to my newer 420 readers, a series of essays I did for a non-profit pro-cannabis website out of New York City, some years ago. One that I’ve been involved with since the year 2011. The webmistress is the wonderful Arlene Williams aka Ganja Granny. I love her to death! The website: Green Ribbon World.

Please note … we’re going back in time. Six years ago. I was married. That one came crashing down in which I was awarded a divorce, one day shy of us being a couple 22 years. No resentment or hard feelings. I wish her well. This is growth. Can’t say I felt that way about wife #02 only months ago. Life goes on. Other aspects in which other parts changed as well. Time stands for no one.

Editing: Versions 2.0 … my aim is to clean up any remaining typos and grammar errors. The originally published essays could be found on the Green Ribbon World website. When finally done (this could take some time) archiving all the past essays published, I’ll start writing new ones. In a way, I already have done so: Uncle G’s FUN 420 Reviews.

 

Green Ribbon World (website)

Uncle G’s Corner
Number: 4
April 2011

The 420 Special
Topic: Gateway Drug?
Part One

How many times has this happened? A news story about how cannabis is being considered for legalization. On the TV screen, a reporter, and a stuffy looking, middle-aged person. The reporter asks; “Do you ever see marijuana, legal in this State?” And what else is there to know about the one being asked this? A political representative, currently pretending to do the people’s business. Here’s the response. “Marijuana is a gateway drug!” The voice is loud and stated very matter of fact. Serious look on their face. Appears well rehearsed. Keep in mind, the weapon used here is words. And these words in particular, weird how closely related they are to that other famous political bullshit line; do it for the children.

An example, you say. Here’s one. Let’s raise the price of cigarettes to twenty dollars a pack. Now the kids can’t afford to smoke. I’d say just about most folks would understand this. And in doing so, making the price higher for the adult users, it’s unfortunately, one of those things. For some, there now newest financial crisis, equivalent to collateral damage. They just have to deal with it. As long as the kids are safe. Just keep repeating; it’s for the children. Wanting a better mankind for all. How could a person, not be for that?

Months later you hear the politicians are depending on the extra revenue, generated from that move, to make the yearly budget. They are even disappointed when the money taken in, shows decline from their projected estimates. None of that was said in the past. What was said, was that raising prices would help children. That was the only reason given, wasn’t it? That’s what I remember anyway. And something else happened. A lot of people in their fine State quit smoking cigarettes. Taxes so high it made the product non-affordable anymore. The price is now way too high. Meanwhile back at the ranch, the ones calling themselves our elected elite, lead me to believe that they care more about themselves, their supporters, and their inner world, then they do ‘the kids’. Why not just tell us the truth to start with? I will. The true intention of the “gateway” remark, remember that……is and has always been, to see to it, that cannabis stays illegal.

Our politician has supporters that strongly oppose legalization/decriminalization of cannabis. Thinking about this, the first reason I came up with was, and all too obvious to me was the fear of losing money. Hear me out now (even if you’re reading this). Mostly everyone can identify. General population believes that only the wealthy could afford to lose money. We all got bills. Everyone’s got to eat.

Americans spend on the average, billions of dollars a year, for nothing more than to escape reality. You know, something to help cope with life’s little challenges. How far one goes up the ladder, is up to the individual. So step right up. Booze and pills to the rescue. Soon word gets around that this one brand of muscle relaxer is so much better if one swallows down the pill with a glass of chilled, red wine.

And what do we do when under their influence? One thing really popular is watching reality television. Great zone out material. The reason most love it so I imagine would be to watch what other people’s real life is. Jokes on us. Hollywood made even reality TV, fake. Get this, Jessica Simpson isn’t really all that dumb. Because of a clothing line/empire she has, the lady is damn near a billionaire nowadays. Good for her! Wonder if she has a hemp line? Tee-shirts and whatnot? Support what you believe in. That’s what I say.

So some people figure if pot was made legal, that some of the folks, would buy less alcohol, and need fewer pharmaceuticals. So the answer to making it legal is; no. Portray the weed as evil instead. And say it with conviction. Like it’s the final word. Attitude must be that any action taken to legalize, goes no further. Too bad our friend, the political puppet from paragraph one, don’t see what lies ahead.

Cannabis users are tired of hearing the word; no. The fight for legalization/decriminalization is ongoing. Lately, battles have both been won and lost. Each victory makes the next one a tad easier. Each State has its own version. One day I predict, that the conflicts will go away. Weed will be legal in all States. Cannabis will blend into everyone’s daily life. The only questions will be why, and when to use it. Not having an answer could be just as good an answer, as any other one. Restrictions on weed? There should have never been any rules, or boundaries placed on cannabis. Be it used for recreational, medical, or religious purposes.

I remember some of the 70’s. While sitting on the bowl, I would read publications like National Lampoon, Hustler, or High Times. I thought NORML was a cool organization.

Sometimes when smoking grass, I’d do bongs with the older folks. Defined here as late teens, to people in or around their 30’s. This would have happened from my mid-teens to becoming legal (1979) years.

During the intake of the cannabis, stories would be passed around. A conversation would ensue. Sometimes, about what we were presently inhaling. This time around, it’s the studies of monkeys in a lab somewhere. Official Marijuana Studies. By the United States Government.

The furry primates were forced to wear gas masks, that contained 24/7, piped in reefer smoke. Someone would say they saw pictures. “The monkeys were totally wasted man.” Breathing in Government grown pot. Higher THC levels, may I remind you. Way better than the regular weed we were purchasing. And after being bombarded with all this smoke, they then said how the monkeys were presently, in a coma-like state. Credited to the marijuana, of course. The conclusion which was formed for you was that if you smoked pot, then you’d become brain-damaged. After all, that’s what happened to the monkeys. Goes without even saying that this too could also happen to human beings. I didn’t really believe this garbage. How stupid is this? Of course, we’d expect those results with the monkeys. What human constantly smokes high THC cannabis all day, and all night? From a gas mask? For a long ass period of time? Believe me, people have tried. I figure without the masks. Sooner or later they’d pass out. Hopefully not head first in a bowl of cereal. Horrible headline;

Marijuana User Drowns Face First In a BIG bowl of (insert the name of your favorite cereal munchies when under pot’s influence; Stoned Mini-Wheats?)

To be continued…

Uncle G’s Corner – Gateway Drug? (Part 2)

https://garyunclegbrownarchives.com/2017/10/01/uncle-gs-fun-420-reviews-uncle-gs-corner-04-gateway-drug-part-2/

Gateway Drug? (Part 1) Originally Published

http://greenribbonworld.com/2011/05/10/uncle-gsviw-on-the-gateway-drug-syndrome/

Uncle G’s FUN 420 Reviews: Intro to Uncle G’s Corner (#01)

08 Aug 2017

Uncle G’s FUN 420 Reviews: Intro to Uncle G’s Corner (#01)

Words and Red Ashtray Photography by Gary “Uncle G” Brown

Twitter @GBrown0816

Seeing how this is an archival website, I’d like to introduce to my newer 420 readers, a series of essays I did for a non-profit pro-cannabis website out of New York City, some years ago.  One that I’ve been involved with since the year 2011. The webmistress is the wonderful Arlene Williams aka Ganja Granny. I love her to death! The website: Green Ribbon World.

Green Ribbon World (website)

Please note … we’re going back in time. Six years ago. I was married. That one came crashing down in which I was awarded a divorce, one day shy of us being a couple 22 years. No resentments or hard feelings. I wish her well. This is growth. Can’t say I felt that way about wife #02 only months ago. Life goes on. Other aspects in which other parts changed as well. Time stands for no one.

Editing: Versions 2.0 … my aim is to clean up any remaining typo and grammar errors. The original published essays could be found on the Green Ribbon World website. When finally done (this could take some time) archiving all the past essays published, I’ll start writing new ones. In a way, I already have: Uncle G’s FUN 420 Reviews.

Gary “Uncle G” Brown (08 Aug 2017)

First Published on Green Ribbon World: 21 March 2011

Uncle G’s FUN 420 Reviews: Intro to Uncle G’s Corner (#01)

Uncle G’s Corner_Subject: Introduction Part Two

Part two? So where’s part one you ask? Hint. I was already a guest blogger. Right here in Green Ribbon World. Just somewhat recently. I touched on how cannabis helped me get through a difficult medical treatment. After I submitted that to Arlene, we started talking about how maybe I could become a regular contributor. Something monthly, or bi-monthly. Needless to say, the both of us really dug this idea. Wonderful conversations followed. And for the first time, we talked on the phone. Everything up to then was e-mails and such. We found/introduced ourselves on a website called; Daily Buds. Regular communication back and forth ever since.

Feel free to quote me anytime; Ganja Granny is one of the coolest females to walk the planet. Never met a better activist. She truly cares about people. Therefore, I find it an honor and a privilege, to be a part of such an awesome website. Thank you, Arlene!

When we discussed my participating on her website, we talked about names for whatever we would call my column. “Uncle G’s Corner” was the favorite. Here’s how the words “uncle” and “corner” won out.

Besides Ganja Granny, I bounced names back and forth with my pretty wife. One evening, we smoked a bowl and then having a conversation, focused on the word; uncle.

What came to our minds was that one relative, just about every family has. Perhaps he married into the family. Regarding character, he appears to be a total opposite of everyone. The guy marches to his own drummer. Works hard. He gets along with people fine. The kids all like him. Now, take it a step further. This is the one in the family, whose a pot smoker. Most of the family has known about his use of weed now for years. At gatherings, it would not be unusual to hear a certain Aunt say out loud when the uncle was suddenly missing from the festivities; “Bet he’s off doing some of that wacky weed. Everyone knows he smokes pot.” If all around ear shot wasn’t aware of this, they were now. The fact is, no one really seems that concerned. Not that everyone talked publicly about it. Like it was a good thing. Kept kind of like a family secret. The man always comes off like he could hold his own. And the Aunt who enjoys making public announcements such as this, she’d have three lit cigarettes going at once. Be drinking coffee, all day. She’d pour the hot beverage into a saucer. With each hand, she grab a side, and bring it up to her lips. You could hear her slurp. Certainly out of the two family members, the most annoying was actually her.

So that’s how we decided on “uncle”. They tend to have experience. Been around the block more than once. Might even be able to offer some good advice, from time to time.

Now why the word; corner? I grew up in New Jersey. Several times in the mid to late 1970’s, I visited New York City. Always for pleasure. Saw a bunch of kick ass concerts at Madison Square Garden. Sometimes, I purchased concert tickets on street corners. Had to be extremely careful. Hustlers and con artists were a plenty. One highlight was seeing Led Zeppelin in 1977. Yeah, wow! That’s a whole story by itself. More an adventure. One day perhaps I’ll type it out, and have it posted on here. Should be entertaining.

Besides buying concert tickets on street corners, one could also find reefer. Sometimes, whoever selling it, would wait until you were within earshot, and then throw a rhyme at you. Something like this; “Got some weed. Best in the city. Get a 10 buck bag. It won’t be shitty.” If you looked at the dude, he’d smile at you. I’m going by memory. Am sure the rhyme was much better than that. And back to the dime bag, the count usually wasn’t that good. Hopefully, you don’t remember scoring this. Enough weed to make a couple pin joints. If you were lucky. Care for a little weed with you rolling paper? When that’s all you could find. Had to be good enough. Beat having nothing. Not all times the count was lousy. Accounted on who was on the corner selling the stuff. Most times, it was what it was, and you took what you could get.

So I picture the street corner being back in New York City. For the reader, could be anywhere U.S.A. In your mind, try to make it nice and clean. After all, if you’re going to hang on the corner for a spell, then it might as well be a cool place to chill out some.

The corner should have a cool street light. Antique looking. Maybe a garbage can somewhere close by. A fancy one. Can’t have any garbage in it. That could smell bad. Could also bring flies. We don’t need any stinking flies on our corner. Not mine! And certainly not yours, nor one we share.

I liked the idea of having a phone booth. Not the kind smelling like urine, on a hot summer day. What a very unpleasant smell for the nose as one would walk past that. And if it didn’t smell like piss, then odds were hanging at the phone booth, were the prostitutes. They stand there, pretending to be talking on the phone, while all the time, just searching for the next ‘John’ to come by. On this corner, none of that happens. And there’s a phone booth. It’s an older, cool looking one. As it should be.

My corner is neat, and for the most part, tidy. Nearly complete. But one thing is missing. Something to sit down on would be nice. Getting older, and don’t need to be standing up all the time. Something better than sitting on the sidewalk. I know, brick steps. From an apartment building. Right there near the corner.

Please allow me to introduce myself. If I could use my real name, I would. Seeing how this is a pro cannabis website, and how cannabis is still illegal where I reside, “Uncle G” is me. I’m a proud cannabis user. But I’m careful who I let know that. Hopefully, we’ll all see a day when that will change. Decriminalization. It be about time, huh? For now, medical purposes are fine. Many aspects of this, still need work.

If the law states it’s OK to consume cannabis, then that should reflect on all aspects of everyday life, including the job site. Going to work high, isn’t cool. Understandable if companies would want its workers to refrain from doing that. Being home and smoking a doobie on your off time, should be perfectly fine. Companies in the States where medical cannabis is legal, should drop the marijuana pee tests, and stop firing its employees for having cannabis in their systems.

I first started smoking weed back in 1973. I was twelve. Nothing I’m proud of. I had a serious lack of adult supervision in my teenage years. Ask me now, and I’ll tell you that one should be at least 18, before using cannabis. I think the body should fully develop first. I read the brain can still be forming, up until the early twenties. Something to take into consideration.

This coming August, I’ll be fifty years old. Am very happily married. I’m a blue collar worker. My wife works with autistic children. For the most part, we have more bills than money. Like the saying goes; life throws you lemons, throw them back. That’s not right. You make lemonade. I have 55-gallon drums of this shit. In a tall glass. With ice. And to go along with it, some smoke. Life’s OK.

Writing for Green Ribbon World, I’ll be reflecting on my past experiences using cannabis. I’ll also be making observations, and or giving opinions as to whatever that is going on at the time, be it public or private, provided I have some interest in it and feel like going down that road. Feedback is encouraged. I’ll do my best trying to respond.

Here’s my major spin. I’m an everyday cannabis user. Lately, pretty much since the middle of 2009. But not a full fledged stoner. Some know the difference. Others will tell you there is no difference. I, of course, have an opinion about this.

I throw into the general conscience that an everyday, average, cannabis user, can live a wonderful, productive life. Excel in business. Make an honest living for themselves. Be happy at home. Handle as much responsibility as necessary. And not just be a fuck up. In this case, that can be defined as a totally unproductive adult human being, living with Grandma. Getting high, 24/7. Bongs and video games. It’s been depicted in movies, more than once. Most are comedies.

When the descriptive words, “pot smoker”, come out in conversation, people usually respond with a smile. That’s what they are projecting on the outside. You see, some folks across our Country, really love and respect the plant. Others, not so much. Inside, they successfully created a different mental image. The potheads pictured, would be grown, adults. Some of the ones casting judgment will imagine them in their underwear. Just because they are losers, don’t mean they have to be unattractive. Look, it’s a pretty blonde stoner, in a G String.

Contrary to belief, a large section of the cannabis community, are mature and responsible. Take care of themselves.  Or being in a family unit, have others who rely on them for the basics of everyday living. True, every blue Moon they might have their stoner moments. Under the influence of cannabis, anything could happen. I got several of those stories. Could it have been the side effects, of the weed you think? Scientist has proven, and I bet had a good time doing so, that cannabis has side effects. Are they as bad as alcohol, or many pharmaceutical drugs? Opinions vary.

I am a pot smoker. I’m not a drug addict. I smoke small quantities of cannabis nowadays, on a daily basis. No chemicals added. Grown naturally. Let the plant dry out, and stuff a little of it in a pipe (don’t forget the screen). Get out your source of fire. Bring pipe to mouth. Lite, and inhale. About seven seconds later, here comes that pleasant euphoric feeling. Keep repeating. You’re now high! Some will say that’s a separate side effect, all it’s own. Can be very enjoyable. Nothing to feel guilty about, and certainly nothing worth going to jail, or paying large fines for.

Speaking for myself, I’d wish those fighting to keep cannabis illegal, would instead realize if only just for a second, that the general public using cannabis for whatever reason, is one of the lesser evils one actively participating in this society, can do. Yes, some use it for recreational purposes. And no, I don’t believe it’s a gateway drug. It’s a weed. Good folks in general, people you would leave your children with, will tell you they have medical issues, and how cannabis helps them cope. There are lots of these stories. In neighborhoods, and on the Internet. I have one myself. We’ll talk about this, and many other things regarding the wonderful world of cannabis. In the meantime, toke up, and enjoy whatever it is you like about the plant. I sure will.

Till later,

Uncle G  (submitted 21 March 11)

http://greenribbonworld.com/2011/03/21/uncle-gs-corner/

 

 

Uncle G’s FUN 420 Reviews: Edible Report (#12)

Recommended Age: 21 +

Uncle G’s FUN 420 Reviews

Edible Report (#12)

Type Of Edible: Liquid

Name: Keef Cola

Flavor: Blue Razz

Medicinal: Yes

THC: 100mg

Strain: Hybrid 

Contents: 12 fl. Oz. (355ml)

Story and Incidental Photography by Gary “Uncle G” Brown

Twitter @GBrown0816

All OTHER Photos: Keef Cola

Keef Cola - Blue Razz

Uncle G’s FUN 420 Reviews: Edible Report #12 … finds yours truly coming off the death of a friend. One of the first individuals I got to know, since arriving in northern Colorado last September. Truly sad. I took a week to mourn. No writing. Hard to be creative under those circumstances.

About a week before my friend’s death occurred, I spent a day testing a cannabis product name: Keef Cola – Blue Razz (THC 100mg). Let me tell you about it.  

Diary

My second time trying a liquid THC infused product. My first was a dissolvable powder by Stillwater Brands (Uncle G’s FUN 420 Reviews: Edible Report #02) that I tested it in part, by adding to my morning coffee not too long ago.

Also, a liquid per-say (not a beverage) was a tincture (drops placed under the tongue for best results) I tried (Uncle G’s FUN 420 Reviews: Edible Report #08) and really enjoyed. Feel free to check out my write up on that if you have not already.

Keef Cola’s Blue Razz is a straight up carbonated berry tasting soda pop. Comes in a cool looking plastic bottle that I placed in the kitchen refrigerator the night before. The budtender at Verts recommended chilling before consuming, in which I did.

Note: Heads up … being liquid as compared to being solid, the THC effects should be felt earlier.

The whole twelve fluid oz serving contains 100mg of THC. That’s enough to pack a real punch, especially for those will lower tolerances. It doesn’t have to be consumed all at once. Get a measuring cup and drink whatever you feel comfortable doing; six ozs equals 50mg THC, etc..

A little background on myself for those reading Uncle G’s 420 Reviews for the very first time. I’m physically hurt (chronic pain), so I medicate every day with cannabis. Seriously helps! I also take two pharmaceuticals. One is for high blood pressure. Nothing too wild. Helps keep the BP numbers within a healthy range. A little more weight loss (few pounds) and I can maybe stop taking that one. Happened before (2014). The other pill I take a couple or a few times a day is to help me cope with nerve damage. I really do need that one. A side effect is sleepiness. The life of a writer. As long as my bills are paid, I can take naps just about whenever the urge strikes.  

Following the advice suggested to me (Verts), I started off this whole cannabis medical edible thing with very small doses. Nowadays about 50 to 60 mg of THC makes me feel pretty much alright with the world. Enough so I can function normally and not be too super medicated. But I have known to do a little more if I feel it’s needed and I can do so safely. In other words, for this little experiment, I drank the whole bottle in one sitting. Please take my/Verts advice and only use an amount of THC that you feel you can handle.

Shopping Reminder: Buy a cool looking/functioning bottle opener.

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Photo: Gary “Uncle G” Brown posing with a chilled bottle of Keef Cola’s Blue Razz.

So there I was on a very early Saturday (22 July) morning, all ready to test and not having anything to open the bottle with. In the same house, my friend Paul had a bottle opener he let me borrow. I cracked open the metal cap to the child proof plastic bottle. Noticed an immediate smell of berries. Nice aroma! I had a coke glass that I poured the THC beverage into. Found out Keef Cola’s Blue Razz is really blue in color. Fizzes well. I took my time drinking. A very enjoyable taste with nary a hint of cannabis. Glad it was chilled. Well within a half hour or so I could feel its effects. A ‘hybrid strain’, the results for me was being able to be active/productive around the house throughout the rest of the morning, well into the afternoon. A very pleasant experience. Aches and pains were kept to a minimum. Being under its influence didn’t hinder me any.

Keef Cola - Blue Razz_Glass (2017 07 16)

Uncle G Recommends

A unique way to medicate. Would be nice to have a few bottles in the fridge. For those not into smoking, nor wanting to chew their cannabis meds’, here is a bubbly alternative that can be enjoyed … TODAY. Should the cannabis laws where you reside be in your favor.

On the subject, and just so we’re on the same page, ‘Uncle G’ wants total legalization and decriminalization of marijuana, ALL across the United States. Hemp as well. From sea to shining sea. If not already in your area, communicate to your local politicians until they see the light. Recreational is fine for those ages 21 or older, and of sound mind and body (recommended).

Imagine real medicine (healthy dosage) with no debilitating side effects? Cannabis can and will lead the way! BIG Booze and those Pharmaceutical companies that decide to compliment cannabis, I predict will survive. All others I believe will perish. Those, especially on the side of affordable medicinal marijuana, are going to thrive.  Helping folks who are having a hard time helping themselves … ‘Uncle G’ thinks PLENTY of extra good karma will come out of that for all who make it happen. 

 Rest In Peace
Paul E. Park (Professional Musician)
March 02, 1951 – July 22, 2017

Uncle G’s Helpful Web Links

Keef (Brands) – https://keefbrands.com
Verts Neighborhood Dispensary – http://www.vertsdispensary.com

Uncle G’s FUN 420 Reviews: Edible Report (#07)

Recommended Age: 21 +
Uncle G’s FUN 420 Reviews: Edible Report (#07)
Company: Highly Edible (CannaPunch)
Type of Edible Item: Candy Jells
Name: Golden Strawberry Pucks
Contents: 10 Pieces 25 mg THC (Medicinal)
Story and Incidental Photography: Gary “Uncle G” Brown
Twitter @GBrown0816

Verts - Strawberry Pucks (2017 04 23)

One day while in Verts Neighborhood Dispensary, located in beautiful Fort Collins, Colorado, my eyes fixated on a rather popular cannabis edible; Highly Edible – Golden Strawberry Pucks. Made by the nice people at CannaPunch. I first learned of them when writing about Dutch Girl – Caramel Waffles (Stroopwafel). Small world. That’s a CannaPunch product as well. I launched the ‘420 Reports’ with this:

https://garyunclegbrownarchives.com/2017/03/02/uncle-gs-420-reviews_edible-report/

“Edible Report #01” … am still receiving GREAT feedback. Thanks to ALL for that.

Diary

I started off by practicing what I preach. In doing so, it made me like these jellies right off the bat. The first thing I learned first hand about the item was I could easily regulate my first dose. A simple butter knife helped me cut the first ‘strawberry puck’. I was very careful in doing so. A quarter sized piece (6.5 mg THC). It was early in the evening. I was staying home conducting this test. Jamming out! I love music! When I felt the edible kick in, I was listening to Mike Oldfield’s Tubular Bells (1973). One of my all time favorite albums. A snippet (intro) was used in the highly acclaimed horror movie: The Exorcist. This 20th century masterpiece also helped kick off Virgin Records. Super successful. As was my first test of ‘Highly Edible – Golden Strawberry Pucks’. With ‘Nano-Extraction Technology – NXT’ … says that on the plastic container/bottle it comes in. To viewers of Star Trek, that would sound very 23rd century like. A promise of faster effects. A promise kept! Under an hour and I was feeling fine. Neither too wired or chilled out. I admit a small dose for me. I did think eating more would be even better. And I was soon to find out.

Over the course of a week, I consumed the whole bunch. The most I ate at one sitting was two full pucks. People rave about the taste by the way. A nice masking of the natural cannabis flavor.

Revelation

I am finding out that a person such as myself,  who is injured, can instead of taking an ‘over the counter’ pain reliever, digest an edible infused with THC, and feel relieved as well. It can happen. I’m not saying massive pain. Something on a pain scale of maybe 4 and lower. In my case the benefit would mean less; Aleve. I also take Gabapentin 300 mg throughout the 24 hour day. If I didn’t, I could not cope. I get leg pains, bad enough sometimes I could scream (and I do).

I am currently drawing a conclusion that over the course of time, that a steady supply of cannabis edibles could be a contributor to me taking less Gabapentin. Possibly one day wipe out any and all pharmaceuticals in my life. Regarding pharmaceuticals, it’s the side effects that scare the living shit out of me. Cannabis contains nothing that I am aware of, that deeply concerns me. I believe that. Based on the fact I have been partaking, and sometimes very heavily since the early 1970’s. No shit! And plenty out there know me from way back then. For many years a major pothead (and proud of it).

Recommendation

On the recreational side, you’ll get a lower dose of THC. It’s cool. For the average healthy adult pot user, 10 mg of THC and it’s all smiles ahead. A pleasant high. Yet, I’m grateful for the stronger stuff. Distracts from the discomfort I tend to experience, most of my waking moments. Brought on by hard work, and getting older.

I survived my days of testing Highly Edible – Golden Strawberry Puck with ease. A nice working cannabis med to have in the old medicine cabinet. Know your own body … what it can tolerate without you being one of those fools who consumed too much and make the news … and if this kind of edible is appealing to you … I got mine at Verts Neighborhood Dispensary. When last I checked, they appeared very well stocked. Different flavors. Make sure to check out the whole line of Highly Edible (CannaPunch) products. After all, I am (insert smiley face).

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http://mikeoldfieldofficial.com/

http://cannapunch.com/

http://www.vertsdispensary.com/