There are 2 German Shepherds near Wabash and 26th that gaurd two separate lots where trucks are stored. They go absolutely nuts all the time and chase anyone that walks by until the fence stops them. I’ve been watching this for at least 5 years. I don’t know if it’s been the same 2 dogs the whole time but they’ve always been nutty. I stopped at Reggie’s very early in the morning to check out random band stickers, where I found a used drum stick and some art in back behind the busses.
“We ain’t here to cause no trouble, we just came to do the Super Bong Shuffle.”
Yeah, I think that’s how it went. After riding around the South Loop, I ended up sitting at Soldier Field for a while as the sun came up. On this Super Bowl Sunday, I was here waiting for Jim McMahon to show up, who has recently been in the news for his use of cannabis. He brings it on planes. A lot of people do. My family proudly owned a copy of the Super Bowl Shuffle on VHS, but as an adult, I have no interest in football. Today, I will be primarily focused on being victorious in the Super Bong Shuffle, which is an event where the finest THC concoctions compete for soaring superiority followed by the consumption of various dips.
While alternating between bong and oil rig, I came acorss an article that talks about how Hunter didn’t necessary want cannabis to become legal. He thought quality would suffer as companies like Marlboro moved into the industry, but his wife Anita thinks he would have a good time in a dispensary today. They have moon rocks and weed soda at those places doggy, who wouldn’t love it?
Anita Thompson asks of her late husband: ‘Could you imagine Hunter Thompson in a dispensary? Sometimes it breaks my heart when I go into one and that he’s not here.’ -From @TheCannabist article Blissed Out on Owl Farm: At NORML’s party on Hunter S. Thompson’s land
One day, I’ll probably be allowed to enter a dispensary in Illinois, but because Governor Rauner and his goons rejected recommendations to approve new conditions which cannabis can be helpful for, that day has yet to come. I was hopeful leading up into the new year and had visited many of the dispensary locations as they were being built, but continue to use the black market.
“Any country that enjoys fighting and bitching as a recreation as much as America does will always be, in some way or another, walking along a knife’s edge. We’re a nation that spends its afternoons watching white trash throw chairs at each other on Jerry Springer, its drive time listening to the partisan rantings of this or that hysterical political demagogue, and its late-night hours composing feverish blog entries full of anonymous screeds and denunciations. All of this shit is harmless enough so long as the power comes on every morning, fresh milk makes it to the shelves, there’s a dial tone, and your front yard isn’t underwater. But it becomes a problem when the magic grid goes down and suddenly there’s no more machinery between you and whomever you happen to get off on hating.” -Matt Taibbi, Smells Like Dead Elephants: Dispatches from a Rotting Empire
“People are beginning to become disturbingly comfortable with a kind of official hypocrisy. Bizarrely, for instance, we’ve become numb to the idea that rights aren’t absolute but are enjoyed on a kind of sliding scale.” -Matt Taibbi, The Divide: American Injustice in the Age of the Wealth Gap