Back in my teen years, I smoked a lot of weed. From the first month of my freshman year in high school, I was introduced to marijuana and several people I called friends and we stood under the bleachers and inhaled the pot to get through our school day.
Now more than 30 years later, I can't recall the last time I smoked a bowl. Seriously. That's not just my brain forgetting from the effects of smoking too much weed. The last I remember was Christmas eve 2008, which was well over 2 years ago.
I was even offered some before a concert last year and faked taking a hit. WTF is that all about? My teenage self would be calling me a dated old man.
But today, it's just not something I'm into anymore. Not that I won't partake any time in the future. I'm sure there's a bowl of ganga waiting for me to inhale, but not sure when.
But if weed is your regular thing and you want to celebrate on this self-appointed day of pot smoking, then I give my best Cheech and Chong thumbs up. Because regardless of anyone's feelings, attitude or personal decisions, pot should be legal and enjoyed by anyone responsible enough to use the awesome herb.
Smoke em if you got em.
April 20, 2011
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