Researching Cannabis Growth in America

I am not a religious chick, so I have never cared about the holiday of Easter one way or the other, however personally I feel that it’s fun if Christians want to celebrate Easter, or any holiday they wish, however since I don’t follow the religion then my good friend I can’t celebrate it myself, so i never did Easter egg hunts for any of my youngsters, because it was silly. Christmas is fine, however to me that’s about friends, family & togetherness, not any one religion, anyway, the point of my story is that my current friends Jen & Richy have made me a fan of Easter by bribing me with liquor, medical cannabis, & lottery tickets… Every year this older couple hosts an Adult Easter Egg Hunt, & in each egg is a $20, a lottery ticket, a small bottle of liquor, or a gram of medical cannabis. Once the hunt is complete, pretty much everyone opens their eggs & then is free to trade for other prizes, however this time I found six eggs, however none of them contained any medical marijuana, which was the only prize I really wanted. I took my lottery tickets & booze & used them to trade other party-goers for the medical cannabis they had found, then by the end of the night it wound up being a moot point because collectively my good friend and I drank all the liquor & smoked all the medical marijuana. In past years I have never hidden Easter eggs for youngsters, however I have to say injecting liquor & medical cannabis into the proceedings made it a ton of fun, however next year I might host an Adult Easter Egg Hunt of my own!

 

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My whole life Grandy was high, and I never realized it! Grandy was still sad about my cousin going to rehab, which is why she started teaching me to grow medical cannabis

I find it absolutely nuts how many secrets we have in my family. As a child I thought the whole extended family was the nicest thing on earth. Everyone was always so warm and romantic, and there were never any concerns or arguments. As I got a bit older I was more aware of things that were hidden from me and the other kids. My Aunt Steph and Uncle Bo were getting divorced because he cheated on her with an intern at work. My older cousin Jim was in rehab for booze, pills, and crystal meth. I also found out that my sweet seasoned Grandy had a giant patch of medical cannabis plants in her garden. Frankly, this was the coolest thing that I had ever heard, because Grandy did not seem like the traditional medical cannabis smoker. After I learned this I started spending more time with Grandy, and straight up asked her to teach me how to grow medical cannabis. Grandy was stoked at the chance for us to spend more time together, and also to impart her wealth of knowledge and wisdom when it comes to medical marijuana. Grandy told me that she had been growing and smoking medical cannabis since before she ever met my Grandpa. My whole life Grandy was high, and I never realized it! Grandy was still sad about my cousin going to rehab, which is why she started teaching me to grow medical cannabis. She said that if Jim would have used medical cannabis he could have been glad, and avoided getting involved with dangerous or addictive drugs. Happiness through medical cannabis was Grandy’s motto.

 

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Miles was always a wild kid, although I never expected him to become a criminal.

Miles and I grew up in the same inner-city hood.

Miles and I bonded at a young age, and became fast friends all through our grade semesters. When we were a little older, Miles started to get into trouble with some of the terrible kids in the hood. I focused on my schooling and stayed well clear of trouble with the law, but Miles was always a little wild. I knew Miles was up to no good, but one afternoon we were hanging out and he told me about his idea to rob the medical cannabis dispensary. This was a small, locally-owned medical cannabis store, and I knew a couple of senior citizens who relied on it for their weed. My Aunt Helen had stomach cancer, and used medical cannabis to treat the concerns caused by her chemotherapy. I told Miles that he wasn’t just stealing from a medical cannabis business, he was hurting my Aunt Helen! Miles wasn’t listening to me, so I had to do something drastic. I didn’t talk to the police, although I did visit the cannabis dispensary and provide the owner a “head’s up” about a potential robbery. He was deeply grateful, and that undoubtedly night had armed guards posted out front of the cannabis dispensary. Miles was furious with me, although I didn’t care. I told him this wasn’t just a store, the cannabis dispensary was a vital part of the city that people relied on for medicine. Robbing this cannabis dispensary was seriously wrong.

 

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My Mom has a younger sister named Sam.

Aunt Sam has been a part of my life since I can first remember.

No matter where my Mom and Dad moved, Aunt Sam would come along. Sam lived with us for a few years, then moved into a nearby home so that Sam could be close to the family. Aunt Sam never had a family of her own, and was always alone. The years rolled by, and I moved out to go to college, and then to started working and a family of my own. I always stayed close to Aunt Sam, especially when I learned how much she loved medical cannabis. It was always kept secret from the children, but Aunt Sam was a sizable medical cannabis user, and always had been. The first time Sam and I hung out, I was glad to hear the story of how Aunt Sam became the first medical cannabis patient in the state. When she was a girl, Aunt Sam had polio. Sam recovered, but it twisted her body and left her in chronic pain, so her healthcare expert started giving her access to medical cannabis. Bear in mind this was illegal at the time, the government did not condone medical cannabis treatment of any kind. Sam’s healthcare expert broke the federal law, and personally gave her medical cannabis, to help her ease her suffering. Over the years Sam developed her own contacts, and obtained medical cannabis from a series of local dealers. Now the state laws have finally caught up with her, and Aunt Sam can buy weed at a legal medical cannabis dispensary.

 

 

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The point is to expand the scope of my cannabis dispensary, and make it accessible for every kind of pot smoker

As the floor manager of the cannabis dispensary, I had to make some major changes once the local laws started to change, and recreational weed use became decriminalized, which really opened up this shop to a whole new and different market. I wanted to keep the same professional vibe the store has always had, because the medical cannabis customers would always take precedent. I also needed to make the shop into a more welcoming place for people to hang out. The longer that people stayed in the medical cannabis dispensary, the more currency they would spend. I decided to split the cannabis dispensary down the center, and dedicate half of it to the “speedy shopper” pickup service. This meant that all of the normal customers could order weed online like normal, then swing by the cannabis dispensary for instant pickup with no wait times. The other half of the cannabis dispensary would be more of a lounge area, with conversation pits, sofas, and songs, so that customers could peruse the store at their leisure and have a wonderful and fun time. If my medical cannabis patients want to hang out and prefer themselves, that would be amazing. The point is to expand the scope of my cannabis dispensary, and make it accessible for every kind of pot smoker. For some people medical cannabis is just medicine, and they don’t even use it to get stoned. For all the people else I need the cannabis dispensary to be a warm, welcoming spot where you can prefer shopping the old-fashioned way. My fingers are double-crossed that this new approach will spend money off, and it will be a bold new period for the cannabis dispensary.

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I always have intrusive thoughts like “what if it isn’t wonderful enough?” or “is this the right color?” Medical marijuana shuts out all those intrusive thoughts and makes my mind tranquil and placid, so I can just create artwork without thinking.

Art isn’t the kind of therapy that saves peoples lives, it’s more like a gentle encouragement in the direction of positive mental health. It isn’t anything like physical therapy, which will help people reuse their lives and health. Art therapy is just for relaxation, and for getting in touch with your creative side. I have found that artistic therapy is much more rewarding for patients than some other forms of therapy. Instead of talking to a healthcare expert, you talk your mind’s eye using art and creativity. I encourage all of my patients to try using art therapy as a way to find relaxation, and sometimes I also encourage them to try medical cannabis. Personally I love to use medical cannabis every afternoon, often in conjunction with doing my painting. Let me explain, because medical cannabis gives a whole new dimension to my art, which makes it far more cathartic. When I am totally sober, it’s taxing for me to focus on the painting. I always have intrusive thoughts like “what if it isn’t wonderful enough?” or “is this the right color?” Medical marijuana shuts out all those intrusive thoughts and makes my mind tranquil and placid, so I can just create artwork without thinking. Medical cannabis lets the art flow directly out of me and onto the paint and canvas, which means I am often surprised by the results. As the haze of medical cannabis slowly leaves my thoughts, I always find a painting that reflects my innermost self. Periodically I know that medical cannabis is really the artist, and it just somehow works through my hands.

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When I was a girl, the major holidays were always a big deal for our family.

I was one of six kids, and my mom and dad both had a slew of siblings.

Each Easter, Thanksgiving, Christmas, and a few other holidays and birthdays, the whole extended family would party for a big meal or a cookout when the weather was nice. My Uncle Sam stood out among all my family members. Sam was always so cool and laid back, and was the only one of my Uncles who liked playing with the kids. Some years later I found out that Sam was always stoned on medical cannabis, which is why he was so much fun to hang out with. Of course back in those afternoons it wasn’t called medical cannabis, because that had yet to be officially legalized by the government. In other words, Sam didn’t have a prescription, because no healthcare experts in the country were allowed to prescribe medical cannabis, Sam just liked to smoke weed. Some years later, when I was a teenager, I went over to Uncle Sam’s property to ask him how I could find some medical cannabis to smoke with my friends. Sam and I went inside, and he pulled out what was – at the time – the most medical cannabis I had ever seen in my life. Sam must have had over a pound of medical marijuana, and he pinched off a little moist nugget for me. Sam gave me a deal, that he would stand and smoke medical cannabis with me, even though he wouldn’t provide me any weed to take to my friends.

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I am a Mall Santa, which has some perks to it that you wouldn’t believe. Okay, so I will keep everything nice and PG rated here, although I have to tell you there is a wicked side to the life of a local Mall Santa. I am not very seasoned in years, just so you know. I am only 40, which makes me the youngest Saint Nick in this region. Once I dye my beard white and put on the outfit I look perfect, but normally my full beard is a light brown. Anyway, I get a lot of dates from single moms who want to take a romp with Kris Kringle. This is great, especially when there is drinking or cannabis involved. Some nights I go to my condo alone from the shopping mall, but many times I smoke some medical cannabis in my car as I drive to some single mom’s house. If you haven’t figured it out yet, I am a sizable fan of smoking medical marijuana. In general I do not mess with real drugs, because it would impact the quality of my work, although I usually smoke medical cannabis several times a afternoon. Whenever Santa Claus is “on a candy break” from the shopping mall SantaLand, he can be found in the parking area smoking medical cannabis, then for those long stretches of work when there is a long line of screaming kids I will switch over the cannabis gummies so that I don’t accidentally sober up for a single minute. I like kids well enough, but without a little medical marijuana I like them a whole lot less. For this Santa Claus to be glad, he needs medical cannabis.

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Before I can tell you this story, I have to say that it might sound offensive to some folks. My friends and I will all agree that it is 100% wrong to drug people without their know-how, right? I would never trick someone into using drugs they weren’t cool with, that is morally unacceptable. This story happened almost 30 years ago, and the world was such a different site. My Uncle Bob was a undoubtedly cool guy, who loved getting high. His partner, my Aunt Sunny, was undoubtedly religious and strict. Every once in a while, Uncle Bob would slip some medical cannabis into the food he served Aunt Sunny, just to make her chill out. As I said, I know it’s wrong to slip someone medical cannabis if they don’t know about it. That said, Aunt Sunny was always so much fun with a little medical cannabis in her system, like a whole different person. After a while Bob discovered a product line of cannabis drinks that tasted like different kinds of juice. Then Bob could just hand her one of the cannabis drinks and tell her it was a cocktail. Sunny would loosen up and get giggly, but attribute that to alcohol instead of medical cannabis. I even swiped a couple of the cannabis drinks myself from time to time, and will attest to how much fun they are. I prefer smoking medical cannabis on a proper basis, and my partner does not, unlike Bob, I have never, and will never, provide her medical cannabis products without her know-how. I know it’s a funny story, but I’d never do it myself!

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According to my local healthcare expert Dr. Dave, I don’t have a medical condition that necessitates my use of cannabis. I know Doctor Dave is a jerk, because I desperately need a prescription for this stuff, and he won’t provide it to me, then Dr. Dave says that it should be reserved for cancer patients, or people with glaucoma… What the good Doc doesn’t understand is that I am suffering from the worst of all conditions for a guy like me – wicked writer’s block. I have a crippling case of writer’s block, and I need to get past it so I can finish my writing assignments for the week. That means I need to find medical cannabis, of the sativa variety. The sativa strains of medical marijuana are the best to keep my productivity high and my creativity at its peak. Indica strains of medical cannabis seem to make me tired, and I want to kneel down to watch cable for a couple of hours, but sativa strains of medical cannabis have quite the opposite effect, and keep me sharp and focused. If my healthcare expert won’t do the right thing and prescribe medical cannabis for me, I will have to get creative, then my cousin Mark shops at the cannabis dispensary, so I can spend money on him for a chance to get a few extra grams for me, however I need a permanent solution as well, so if Doctor Dave won’t hook me up with medical cannabis perhaps I can find a more liberal healthcare provider? I need to do some research and find out which local healthcare experts are more permissive with writing prescriptions for medical cannabis.

 

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