After a long day of prepping the outdoor garden (pulling plants indoors, plastic back up on the greenhouse, etc) for upcoming freezing weather, and us heading out for thanksgiving with the fam(plus a nice hunting trip after) … My back, hip, and shoulder were singing, and Blueberry Bella was calling my name “Alex, Come light my fire with that mason jar bong”
I ask you, what red blooded man could say no to an offer like that??
Not I… not I…
after a nice little grinding session, Bella (that foxy vixen that she is) wisely coaxed me into a nice comfortable zone, where I now quite happily currently reside. Feeling just about like the tunes floating from my speaker. currently… Big Pimpin by Jay-z.
Nothing’s quite like that first nice high of the day. I try to minimize smoking most of the day (edible if I need some pain relief) just so that I can really enjoy that end of day bong rip, all that pain floating away, with the tide bringing contentment and gratitude.
My goodness God, thank you for all your seeds, and in particular the one that just gave its fruits to me.
and then amidst all this glory, pain relief, and fear removal. (ahh, wait we have a new song playing, Don’t Bring Me Down by ELO)
I hear a slightly suspicious farting noise from directly behind me. I turn to see the mongrel mutt we saved from the shelter, who was ridden with parvo when we got him, take a NICE BIG FAAAAATTTTTT DUMP… I MEAN CHOOOONKY SIZED. (thankfully solid)
I promise you that dude is very lucky I was quite high…
sigh… (gets toilet paper) (flushes toilet)… glares at dog…
Fork it… Still High
In other news,
Anyone want a dog, Cur mix, great hunting lines, does best outdoors… If your nice I will throw in 50lbs of food and his kennel.
now playing, Jai Cuzco - Living Machines… next up on the playlist, My Favorite Martian - My Balls