True. I’m ready for the next but I’ll fight like a Scotsman to keep this one going.
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So much to do here today, it’s not even funny! Potting up a few hundred of the cross we did with Sour60 x Extreme from the small cups into regular pots… Then it’s to the harvest/trim jail awhile for final trim on some Extreme. Training on some in the budroom#1, and up-potting a lot of others in need of it. Then moving another batch from the second budroom into the #1 room for better lighting.
Odds and ends of other stuff as well lol
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You are like a machine man, I got enough trouble keeping up with life and my handful of plants, lol.
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Mel Gibson In Conspiracy “In The Chair”
Well, i DID manage to hit 4 strains outdoors with that DragonBlood/HashPlant! I hit on
Frankenstein
Frankenstein’s Bride
Willie Nelson
White Rhino
So looks like we got names for those
F x DBHP - Dragonstein
FB x DBHP - Nipple Biter
WN x DBHP - Dragon’s willy
WR x DBHP - Squat Thruster
lol I took the liberty of moving that Nipple biter from the BOG SBT to Frankenstein’s Bride
Woulda liked to hit more but…lol ran outta the magic dust.
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I have a little bit of that magic dust left if you need it for seed making. I can get it in the mail in the morning.
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Answered your DM cuz!
“lol Weeelll…It’s hard as hell for me to say ‘no’ to pollen cuz! Especially one with that kinda pedigree! 
So… short answer? Hell Yeah!! 
Sorry I was out in the barn debudding the hanging plants. Didn’t get the notice till just now when I came back in.”
lol There’s at least 4-5 more strains calling out, and begging to be preggers!!
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I know one in particular though, now THAT one is shouting NO MAS! NO MAS! 
I’ve got four different branches tagged and hit with four different strains pollen!
can yas guess which strain>? lol
FRANKENSTEIN lol of course!
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Ok folks it time for me to get outta here and be with the real love of my life!
lol I’ll cyas tomorrow!
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Have a good night cuz 
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Good night brother. 
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We’re talking about PCP right?
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Good Morning OG!
LOL @Slick1 at my age that crap would just finish killing me off!
I do still remember those days lol but, them days are long gone in the past! I’m talking like 4-5 decades ago lol That PCP is a young man’s drug! Along with most of the other drugs I knew of and did plenty of…probably more than most!
Ah yes…the 70s… lotta memories and lotta blanks… and I DON’T miss em! The '70s, that is lol
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Are you there brother?
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lol I’m here yep
was just catching up on reading a lot of the threads on OG
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Mornin y’all, another good day above ground
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Any day above ground is a good day, but…also any day can be a good day to die as well if you feel like this
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This fella has a lot of good songs but this has always been one of my favs lol He is also from my tribe.
The name is Robbie Robertson and the Red Road Ensemble
I’ve got a few of their albums in my collection lol
The drum group plays at a lot of pow wows in the coastal areas
Play ‘Ghost Dance’… the actual Ghost Dance performed at pow wows was outlawed by the Government for many years
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Reminds me of a time I brought a group of friends up to my families cottage!
We were around the fire and you couldn’t see anything beyond the distance of the fires light. Out of the darkness came my Godbrother & neighbour (*he was living in his fam’s cottage at the time) wanders over with a bottle in his hand.
“HEY EVERYONE!” he yelled wild eyed, “Nice fire! I’m gonna have me a sit!”. He then pulled up a plastic lawn chair and sat next to all of us and took a couple of gulps making the 1.5l bottle of Vodka he was holding even lighter. Continuously wild eyed, he ranted about politics and a bunch of other things and kept on poking fun at my buddy Jeff. Jeff, who also happened to be a 6’3" tall fridge of a Polish man that was also a bassist in 3 metal bands, wasn’t phased as this guy poking at him was “only” 6ft and seemingly drunk so he knew he could take him down if there was a scrap.
By the end Jeff and Martin (my Godbrother) were chums, sharing the Vodka and laughing together as we all went to bed. (Apparently Estonians & Polish get along over Vodka and a fire 
)
When we woke up I went to stoke the fire back up to flame in order to cook us all breakfast; and that’s when I saw it: The chair Martin was on all night had no legs and was on the ground! “Fuck” i thought to myself, “he broke on of our chairs while drunk. ugh.”. So I went to go and remove the thing but when I grabbed it it wouldn’t move!
The legs were still on the thing; he had been moving around IN the chair so hard, and for so long that he drove the legs INTO THE EARTH just by sitting on it. The land is marshy, peat bogs near by and wet lands so the swampiness didn’t throw me off but how this even happened did. After a short reflecting pause, I then immediately got worried about my buddy Jeff; who then coincidentally stumbled out of the cabin asking if there was coffee or if he needed to make the pot (we all looked after each other thankfully).
It took us about an hour of slow tugging to get the chair out of the ground without breaking it and then we sat down to eat out brekkie. Shortly after like Kramer in Seinfeld Martin showed up from down the street and looked both severely hung over but his eyes darted all over as if he was guilty of something.
“Don’t worry about the chair. We got it all sorted.” I said to him hoping to sooth his nerves. “Want some coffee or whatever’s left on the table for brekkie?”
He just stood there and stared at us awkwardly for a minute, then mustered up his resolve and almost like he was on repeat started firmly:
"Okay guys, I’m not proud about my actions last night and I am sorry. I knew I wen’t over the line drinking that much Vodka in one sitting but I was on too much PCP to stop myself. I have learned over the years to take responsibility for my actions and need to know honestly from all of you:
“DID I STAB ANYONE LAST NIGHT?! I am missing one of my hunting knives and I woke up with the feeling that I stabbed someone last night.”
Jeff laughed so hard it was disturbing but he’s always had a wonderfully sick sense of humour and loved Martin’s “joke” until it was finally understood that he wasn’t joking.
Our answer: “Everyone’s fine here bruv.” actually disturbed him because it mean’t he needed to continue to break down what happened last night to figure out if he did in fact stab someone.
We never found out the answer; TBH I don’t want to know
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That sounds …er, familiar lol gotta say I been there done that…too many times cuz! but at least it all ended well!
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