Nostalgia

sharon1

Active Member
I had a dried-out main bud from a low-rider plant I grew last season...turned out to be a male so I yanked it and my loving-yet-frugal-husband wanted to roll a joint with it.

I just went along with it, bless his heart.

It got him slightly high. He only started smoking with me once in awhile now because he's been on disability, but he's also decided to retire. Now that he doesn't have to worry about testing from his union....he smokes with me. Not daily though.

It didn't get me high at all, but damn, it sure tasted like the shit-bagweed we used to get in high school in the 70's. Remember $10 "lids"? :blsmoke::peace::blsmoke::peace:

To top it all off, we're listening to a radio station that is playing album sides of classic rock. Led Zeplin's #1 album....Dazed and Confused playing as I type.

Oh, and I'm now smoking some good White Widow.
Life is good....again. :mrgreen:
 

sharon1

Active Member
Old Hippie

Not quite.
The real hippies were going to Woodstock and hung out by Haight&Ashbury in the 60's. I was a bit too young then.
Early mid-70's was my high school time.
There were still plenty of hippies around, I just wasn't one.

You got the old part right tho. :mrgreen:
 

plantvision

Active Member
Dazed and Confused, got to love it. I listen to the "Boneyard" on Sirius radio. Brings tons of memories of when you just did not give a hoot.

I am still 5 - 10 years away from retiring, hope when I retire that the "don't give a rip" lifestyle comes back.
 
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