Making Up for Lost Time, Rolling the Dice, Winning
Before this August, I hadn't gotten high in about 20 years. I never liked the Prohibition-era intrigue it took to buy weed, and I eventually just quit, even though I'd been sparking up since the 70s. But, in a weird chain of events, I found out about the current availability of cannabis products after my 79-year-old mom accidentally bought a THC seltzer. My brother found it and warned her off (drinking it himself). He assured me that it would, indeed, get you going. I waited exactly one day to find out.
Within a week, I'd visited a couple of local dispensaries to buy gummies, and one of them gave me a free pre-roll. I smoked it and discovered, to my amazement, that it was real weed. I'm retired, with a lot of time on my hands and a penchant for doing deep dives on things that interest me. I started reading on the web, got a few books, and started sampling different strains. I won a free dab at the dispensary, which led me to trying concentrates.
I've decided to stock up on flower and concentrates before the December ban (if it goes through). I need enough to last until July 1, when a neighboring state will begin selling recreational weed and I can make a road trip to avoid the black market. In the meantime, I bought some nice airtight jars and humidity packs to safely store my bud with minimal potency loss.
It seems to be a buyer's market among THCa vendors right now. I don't know for sure, since I am new to the scene, but I was able to buy a quarter pound of a 28% hybrid with full-sized, sticky buds for $90. That's $22.50 an ounce.
When I saw the website, I knew it was either an incredible bargain or a rip-off. Maybe I'd get a bunch of dried-out, harsh-ass ditch weed to remind me of the old days. Maybe I'd get some CBD flower, sprayed with distillate and passed off to idiots. Maybe, though, I'd get some decent everyday smoke for my DHV, a POTV 1.
It showed up yesterday. It still blows my mind that my mailman is now my guy. I opened the bag and encountered a decent, but not super strong, smell. The buds were not smalls. They were full-sized as promised, and they were soft and sticky. I quickly ground one, loaded a chillum, and fired it up. I was blessed with a classic indica-style buzz that lasted until bedtime. I'm marking this down as a win.
There is one thing, though. This is the ugliest bag of herb I have ever seen. The buds are the strangest mix of green, brown, and orange. Even the ground product has streaks of color in it. The name of the strain is Mudslide, which fits its appearance. I haven't been able to find any info on it. Maybe it is cheap because it's so ugly.