As a 25 year old undergraduate with a blog, James is unarguably the coolest, most successful dude among his peers. Sure, many of them are in "bands" or have "jobs" with "salaries" and "health benefits." But none of them will ever know the joy that comes with the ability to approach any beautiful woman and say, "Wanna go back to my place? I'm a blogger, by the way." Which is a shame, as James cares very deeply for his friends, and suffers injurious pity on a daily basis aware of the future loneliness for which his immense success will undoubtedly impose upon him.
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However, my intent with that first review was to cover quality yet inexpensive grinders, as I knew first hand that Amazon has a surplus of them. I swear, there are more grinders in the warehouses of Amazon than on gay men’s smartphones.
Anyway, my focus with that first review was to showcase the best grinders that get the job done without breaking the bank. And truth be told, I was just testing the waters of the whole Amazon Associates program, which I have fallen in love with at this point. Not just because of the spare change it’s netted me thus far, but the excuse to buy an absurd amount of weed paraphernalia is just swell. Dandy, even. Continue reading →
The glorious bounty of delicious weed kief that a nice cannabis grinder bestows upon its owner is a good reason to start using one. It gets you high as fuck.
But let’s backtrack a little bit for my readers uninitiated to the world of kief. What exactly is kief? How do you go about getting your hands on it? And what’s the historical significance and context of this particular gift from the cannabis gods?
…Okay, I doubt anyone came across this article with that last question in mind – that’s just the history nerd in me poopin’ all over this party. Don’t mind me.
Anyway, to get the first question out of the way, weed kief is much more than just weed that has been pulverized into a fine powder. Kief is actually an accumulation of trichomes, otherwise known as the fine hairs and crystals found on healthy, quality cannabis buds. Most commonly a side effect of shredding buds in a grinder with a mesh sifter, there’s also a number of ways to extract kief from a batch of weed – a process I’ll cover in this post. Continue reading →
So as you’ve probably gathered by now, I’ve spent quite a lot of time trudging through the digital aisles of Amazon to find some awesome and inexpensive products for my fellow weed smoking cohorts. For the sake of transparency, I might as well mention that the five reviews preceding this one have netted me a whopping $29.32 this August. Which is nice, but I don’t expect these reviews to hoist my ass from the sea of student loan debt in which I’ve immersed myself.
Anyway, I’m rambling. My point is, having spent so much time on Amazon searching for stoner related items, I’ve come to realize that Amazon is essentially a big-ass headshop. For instance, I had no idea they sold glass “tobacco” pipes, which are definitely not for smoking tobacco.
I’ll do a review on those later. But for now, in the spirit of keeping with the “Get away with smoking” theme, I’m gonna highlight a bunch of pipes that are meant to make it easier to smoke weed in places and situations where you probably shouldn’t be smoking weed.
Let’s be real, smoking weed can be a messy affair.
One of the messiest parts of smoking weed is, of course, the whole ash aspect. Or “ashpect,” if you’re Sean Connery.
Before learning of the following products, I made quite a mess in my house by ashing into makeshift ashtrays over the years – including, but not limited to, beer cans, the top parts of scented candles, and little makeshift ghetto-ass tin foil junts I’ve resorted to making myself.
No bullshit, the box that my very first cell phone came in is, as we speak, (not very well) hidden in my old room at my parent’s house, overflowing with damn near a decade’s worth of old weed ash. I still use it whenever I visit. Every time I tell myself I’m going to take care of it. I never do.
I’m contrite to admit, there’ve even been times I’ve just kind off… tossed that junt behind the couch like a booger. I know, shame on me twice; once for doing that, and again for implying that throwing boogers around all willy-nilly is somehow okay. Continue reading →
A nice digital scale is a must-have for any weed smoker. Most people think of scales as a product only pot dealers need, but even if you’re not in the business of selling weed, it’s wise to invest in a scale for a number of reasons.
The most obvious of which is the power to discern whether or not your weed dealer is shorting you. But other than that, a digital weed scale just comes in handy in a lot of situations. If you’ve ever gone in on a sack with one or more friends, you probably wished you had a pocket scale to split up the sack with accuracy. Continue reading →
Most people don’t know this, but Amazon.com is a great place to get cheap weed-related paraphanalia. While they aren’t exactly an online headshop they have a lot of great products every weed smoker should have.
In this edition, I will highlight the best weed grinders available on Amazon.
Weed grinders are a must have for any stoner. Besides the convenience of not having to use your fingers to manually break up your buds every time you go to smoke, they’re a great way to build up a reservoir of kief, which will get the whole block high as fuck. Continue reading →
For some reason I decided to ingest a drug my friend referred to as Sassafras, which is just slang for MDA. I have no idea what to expect. I’ve never done MDA.
I do, however, know that I’m going to be up all night on this shit.
Ever since writing “The DMT Experience“, which I wrote in the month following the experience, I wanted to write about another hallucinogenic drug while tripping on it. Not an original idea, of course; I’m certainly not the first person to try.
But I like to trip balls, and I like to write, so I’m going to do both, because America.
It’s quite likely this post will end with incomprehensible blabber. Fair warning. Continue reading →
Read receipts have achieved a certain level of infamy in the smartphone world. It’s understandable that people are wary of such a feature.
Allow me to explain, for the dwindling race of smartphone-lacking heathens reading this out there (on their antiquated laptops, I presume), that a “read receipt” (pronounced “red”, not “reed”) is a notification to the sender of a text, or texter, that the receiver of the text, or textee, has read the texter’s text.
And for the record, “texter” and “textee” are hereby words. Get with the program, Merriam-Webster!
I guess you could say I’m everything wrong with today’s youth.
I am a product of the Digital Age. I have always had access to any and all information I could ever want in a matter of seconds.
I grew up with a screen in front of my face at all times; a constant overload of facts and opinions for my brain to process. I am always having ideas forced down my throat. Images burned into my retinas. I have an insatiable appetite for stimulation. To be entertained. To be hearing. Watching. Playing. Continue reading →
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Everything Wrong with Today's Youth is a work of fiction. Names, characters, incidents, and places are products of the author’s imagination or are used fictitiously. Any resemblance to actual persons, places, or events is purely coincidental.