"I first started smoking marijuana as a sophomore medical student. I asked one of my obviously counter-culture classmates if she knew where I could get some. She said, "Sure, I have a friend in California that can send you some." A few days later a package arrived. Inside was a Pepisodent toothpaste box with a baggie of weed in it. That was 1968."
"When you're DRY!!! Everyone of us has been at that point when you are on your last bowl. Anxiety sets in!!! But then you remember you still need to clean your pipe. Yay!!!! That's good for at least two more days. But the search begins. Calling and texting people that might have the hookup. Being dry and knowing that you don't have a bag full sitting in your stash can be overwhelming. I've been smoking every day for a year. Let me tell you what an awesome experience! But man when you are out and you can't find it you suddenly start looking at pictures of big buds just dreaming for the day to arrive and you become FAT once again! Scoring is probably the best feeling other then getting mellow."
"The Three Hour Hike. So Friday evening I do the usual, I go over to my friends, it's like a 20 min bus ride so it's handy. Sometimes it's just Luke, Dylan and myself, but some weekends we have a few more close friends over. Like's parents recently became tolerant to him smoking weed as he just turned 20 this year... well, he just said "Mam.. I smoke weed..." That's another story for another day ;)
"Being in a new small town not knowing anyone that smokes is driving me crazy!
"NW CHILL. We were in Hawaii in the 80's. Had taken some with us, very little and of course had smoked it all within the first week of being there. One evening my husband and I and a friend were in Lahaina. It was a busy night, lots of people out. A car full of locals came driving down main street and the guys were holding bags out the window and barking for sales. My husband takes off running after them! Our friend and I were shocked and starting laughing, and walking in the opposite direction. it was such a funny sight. Well, he got some, we took it back to the hotel, and sure enough it ended up being...what we called it in those days "camel shit," not even weed. We were so disappointed! Later that same trip another friend of ours managed to score some good stuff, and we enjoyed it on our balcony watching and listening to the blue pacific. It was the most giggly stuff I had ever had. We laughed for hours..until some guy yelled out "We can hear you half way to Molokai!" LOL still a great memory to this day. That was at least 30 years ago."
"As I sign I am originally from upstate NY, currently, I live in Kentucky. My most memorable score was with my first husband in Colorado. One of his buds from when he was stationed in Hawaii came to visit, and you guessed it, a stash of awesome Hawaiian weed! His father had a plantation of it! It became legal in Colorado last year, I was living there, it was great, and since then I have been growing my own little stash, just a couple of plants for my own use. My current husband of , umm 15 years, does not smoke. He is a conscious truck driver, but doesn't mind his 'pot smokin' Granny!"
"YOU MEAN FOR MARRYWANNA?