As you know, I'm a big fan of the ganj, but I definitely subscribe to a "do not drive or operate heavy machinery" ethos. In fact, if consuming, you shouldn't really leave the house.

I'd kill for a bit of gear at the moment. I've found that, in recent years, it works to sharpen my bullsh*t filters. When watching TV (what else is there to do) on blaw, almost everything I see seems like the most cheesy, banal, "I can't believe they've done that" trash. Real sports reporters become as ridiculous as Alan Partridge, and it becomes clear that grimacing MTV emo bands are about as deep and meaningful as Sid "Rickaaay!" Owen's cod-reggae single. At that point I realise pretty much all media product is lazy, hackneyed, one-dimensional, lo-com-dom baws, even (especially) the stuff that claims otherwise.

Neither Rockism Nor Popism But International Stonerism!