Potland is what I call The Emerald Triangle aka Trinity, Mendocino and Humboldt Counties, CA. 3 events happened on the same day a few weeks ago. -I was at an auto parts store and while I was at the counter the clerk, just making chit-chat asked "so what do you think of this rain?" I said "I'm ambivalent. We need the rain but it causing some of my plants to fall over." She looked at me with a slight sparkle in her eye and asked "Medical user?" "Yeah" I answered and smiled back. -Later I'm at the laundromat. A couple of other people were also there doing thjeir wash. Someone had left a newspaper on a counter. There was a headline about congressman Foley. There's a guy standing nearby and he remarks "Looks like the republicans are gonna do lousy this election." Anyway we started talking politics and then the conversation turned to the politics of marijuana. Now I'm nearly 60. This guy was probably about 5 years younger. I've kept my long hair and beard from the 60's days but his guy looked straight as could be. But it turns out he's quite active in the Med-MJ situation here in Potland. I find out we have some friends in common. Anyway we talked for awhile about growing pot, talking about the different strains we were growing and stuff like that. The way some gardeners talk about their prize roses, or veggie's or whatever. Other people are walking around the laundomat but we didn't have to hide our conversation. We're both legal growers (as far as the stae of California is concerned). -And finally later I'm at the market at the check-out counter and a checker see's a half-full shopping cart that's been sitting in the same place for awhile. "I wonder what happened to this person?" 1 checker says. "Maybe they ran out of money" the other one said. And I chimed in "Or maybe they smoked their medicine and forgot" with a smile. Now years ago--and still in some places in the U.S.--there was no way people could be as open about MJ. But it's different out here.
talk like that is pretty typical throughout vancouver i've found just the other night i was filling in for a buddy working at his nightclub, while i was standing out front a guy in a very nice, what looked to be Versace suit walks by and asks me if i got any weed haha i just told him, not on me bud and he left with a smile
haha one time i was in the middle of like, this neighborhood at like 3am with a few friends. we were looking for a safe dark place to smoke where there werent too many houses. all of a sudden a car pulls up, we're like fuck!, but it was just some other kids holding a real fat spliff and they were like "you got a light". we started laughing and of course said yea sure. they let all 3 of us get in their car and we drove around smoking with them ,total strangers, it was awesome. then they had to split to pick up a friend so they drove us back to my place. some stoners are so cool.
ya i have a similar story of smokin with strangers... i was at the park with a couple friends drinkin' about 2 years ago, it was like 1 AM... and outta nowhere this car pulls up, 4 dudes get out, come sit at the table and busted out a pipe and some weed! i smoked some...
Back awhile, I was sitting on my front porch with a few friends, bemoaning the fact that we had no weed. Then we see 2 guys walking down the street with a gas can. Turns out one of my friends knows them and asks what's up. Their car had ran out of gas. There was gas in my van. They had weed. We had none. A quick trade was conducted, the 2 guys got a couple of gallons of gas and we got a couple of joints. Win-win.
I'm pretty uneasy about someone I don't know coming up to me and sitting down when I'm smoking or even drinking for that matter. Why? Theres 1000's of other places and you sit down where I am.
