Well, my teeth are fixed, I know what I have and I don’t have, my life is all sorted out, my past neatly filed and packed away, so I suppose, as much as I dread it, it’s time to get back to writing one scathing diatribe after another on the leadership of the marijuana movement and where they’re taking it.
For Friday The 13th, MJNA soars, examiner.com crashes, and Ronnie Smith’s cousin is kidnapped by the hospital and locked in a mental ward.
I’ve been pretty harsh on Santa Cruz in my writing over the past couple of years, much of it deserved. But lately I find myself grateful for things such as the backpack I was given some years ago. It is still in excellent shape and is perfect for my laptop. When I found myself homeless Continue reading →
I just finished Googling “medical marijuana” for the past couple of weeks. It took me several days to go through the news articles. When I first started doing this, years ago, I was lucky to find one article a week. Now there are sometimes hundreds a day. I really believe that as soon as we Continue reading →