It took me a long time to learn the skill of growing cannabis

Every year my Aunt Jenny got a book for the holidays! She was a legitimately sweet woman, firmly believed that books were the best gift for everyone! Perhaps that had something to do with her being a librarian, and one Thanksgiving when I was a teenager Aunt Jenny caught me smoking a joint on the back porch late at night. She didn’t say a word to me, or to my parents, and I thought she forgot about it. A month later she provided me with a special Christmas present, a book called A Home Grower’s Guide to Cannabis Plants. Aunt Jenny was a crucial command of education, and in her estimation me reading about botany was a fantastic reason to beginning growing cannabis, I never saw her smoke cannabis herself, but she definitely thought that it should be legalized, by giving me the information to grow my own marijuana plants she was helping me out in a few different ways, then learning about cannabis doesn’t happen in a vacuum, to understand it I had to learn more about botany as well as horticulture, then maybe the end goal was getting high and smoking cannabis, along the way I had to do a lot of reading as well as experimentation with the plants. In the end, Aunt Jenny as well as I both got what we wanted – I got to grow cannabis for myself as well as my friends, as well as she got the satisfaction of knowing I learned something. Years later as well as I am still growing a lot of cannabis, and reaping the benefits of teaching myself a brand new skill.

 

 

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My aunt gave me a book for growing weed

Every year our Aunt Jenny got a book for the holidays, he was a really sweet man, but firmly believed that books were the best gift for everyone, perhaps that had something to do with his being a librarian, one Thanksgiving when I was a teenager Aunt Jenny caught me smoking a joint on the back porch late at night. She didn’t say a word to me, or to our parents, and I thought she forgot about it. A month later she gave me a special Christmas present, a book called A Home Grower’s Guide to Cannabis Plants. Aunt Jenny was a large advocate of education, and in her estimation me reading about botany was a relaxing reason to start growing cannabis, I never saw her smoke cannabis herself, but she honestly thought that it should be legalized, then by giving me the information to grow our own marijuana plants he was helping me out in a few different ways, learning about cannabis doesn’t happen in a vacuum, to understand it I had to learn more about botany and horticulture, maybe the end goal was getting high and smoking cannabis, along the way I had to do a lot of studying and experimentation with the plants. In the end, Aunt Jenny and I both got what we wanted – I got to grow cannabis for myself and our friends, and she got the joy of knowing I l gained something, years later and I am still growing a lot of cannabis, and reaping the benefits of teaching myself a brand new skill.

 

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My aunt believes books are the best gift

Every year our Aunt Jenny got a book for the holidays.

She was actually a sweet woman, but firmly believed that books were the best gift for all the people.

Perhaps that had something to do with her being a librarian, one Thanksgiving when I was a teenager Aunt Jenny caught me smoking a joint on the back porch late at night. She didn’t say a word to me, or to our parents, and I thought she forgot about it. A month later she gave me a special Christmas present, a book called A Home Grower’s Guide to Cannabis Plants. Aunt Jenny was a immense advocate of education, and in her estimation me learning about botany was a superb reason to start growing cannabis, I never saw her smoke cannabis herself, but she definitely thought that it should be legalized, and by giving me the information to grow our own marijuana plants she was helping me out in a few different ways! Learning about cannabis doesn’t happen in a vacuum. To understand it I had to learn more about botany and horticulture, maybe the end goal was getting high and smoking cannabis, but along the way I had to do a lot of learning and experimentation with the plants. In the end, Aunt Jenny and I both got what we wanted. I got to grow cannabis for myself and our friends, and she got the joy of knowing I l gained something, and years later I am still growing a lot of cannabis, and reaping the benefits of teaching myself a brand new skill.

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Teaching myself a new skill – growing cannabis

Every year my Aunt Jenny got a book for the holidays.

She was a very sweet woman, but firmly believed that books were the best gift for everyone.

Perhaps that had something to do with her being a librarian. One Thanksgiving when I was a teenager Aunt Jenny caught me smoking a joint on the back porch late at night. She didn’t say a word to me, or to my parents, and I thought she forgot about it. A month later she gave me a special Christmas present, a book called A Home Grower’s Guide to Cannabis Plants. Aunt Jenny was a big advocate of education, and in her estimation me learning about botany was a good reason to start growing cannabis. I never saw her smoke cannabis herself, but she definitely thought that it should be legalized. By giving me the information to grow my own marijuana plants she was helping me out in a few different ways. Learning about cannabis doesn’t happen in a vacuum, to understand it I had to learn more about botany and horticulture. Maybe the end goal was getting high and smoking cannabis, but along the way I had to do a lot of reading and experimentation with the plants. In the end, Aunt Jenny and I both got what we wanted – I got to grow cannabis for myself and my friends, and she got the satisfaction of knowing I learned something. Years later and I am still growing a lot of cannabis, and reaping the benefits of teaching myself a brand new skill.

 

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My teacher uses cannabis

The coolest instructor I had in school was Dr.

Dean, who taught history! He was such an excellent orator because he fully immersed you in the stories he told.

Dr. Dean honestly made history alive and compelling. Occasionally I would get so caught up in what he was saying that I forgot to take notes. I never actually cared for any of my other classes, even though I never once missed one of his history lectures, he was just that interesting. I came to find out that Dr. Dean was an immense cannabis smoker, and liked to get nice and ripped right before class, no wonder he was so into telling his story, he was high as a kite! Back in those mornings cannabis was not seen as being a big deal. A few years later he would have been fired for smoking cannabis in a school office, it was a much cooler time back then. Of course no 1 smoked marijuana in public, or in the classroom – it wasn’t THAT cool of a time. On weekends we would sporadically gather at his house, and just love in his office he would smoke cannabis and tell long involved stories. I suppose the entire reason he got into teaching was just to have a reason to smoke marijuana and run his mouth! Today he would honestly skip over being a school instructor and just host a podcast. Almost half the podcasts I listen to are just people getting high on cannabis and then telling stories, so he would have fit right in!
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Telling stories while high

The coolest educator I had in university was Dr.

Dean, who taught history.

He was such an excellent orator because he fully immersed you in the stories he told. Dr. Dean really made history believe alive and compelling, occasionally I would get so caught up in what he was saying that I forgot to take notes. I never genuinely cared for any of my other classes, but I never once missed one of his history lectures, he was just that interesting. I came to find out that Dr. Dean was a substantial cannabis smoker, and liked to get great and ripped right before class, then no wonder he was so into telling his story, he was high as a kite! Back in those days cannabis was not seen as being a big deal. A few years later he would have been fired for smoking cannabis in a university office, but it was a much cooler time back then. Of course no one smoked marijuana in public, or in the classroom – it wasn’t THAT cool of a time. On weekends we would occasionally gather at his house, and just like in his office he would smoke cannabis and tell long involved stories. I believe the entire reason he got into teaching was just to have a reason to smoke marijuana and run his mouth! Today he would genuinely skip over being a university educator and just host a podcast. Almost half the podcasts I listen to are just people getting high on cannabis and then telling stories, so he would have fit right in!

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I loved my professor’s history lectures

The coolest instructor I had in school was Dr, Dean, who taught history.

He was such an excellent orator because he fully immersed you in the stories he told.

Dr. Dean really made history alive as well as compelling, and occasionally I would get so caught up in what he was saying that I forgot to take notes. I never easily cared for any of our other classes, although I never once missed one of his history lectures, he was just that interesting. I came to find out that Dr. Dean was a big cannabis smoker, and liked to get good as well as ripped right before class! No wonder he was so into telling his story, he was high as a kite! Back in those nights cannabis was not seen as being a large deal, then a few years later he would have been fired for smoking cannabis in a school office, but it was a much cooler time back then. Of course no one smoked marijuana in public, or in the classroom – it wasn’t THAT cool of a time. On weekends the two of us would occasionally gather at his house, and just like in his office he would smoke cannabis and tell long involved stories. I guess the entire reason he got into teaching was just to have a reason to smoke marijuana as well as run his mouth! This month he would unquestionably skip over being a school instructor as well as just host a podcast. Almost half the podcasts I listen to are just people getting high on cannabis as well as then telling stories, so he would have fit right in!

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Story about my cool professor

The coolest instructor I had in school was Dr, then dean, who taught history, and he was such an excellent orator because he fully immersed you in the stories he told.

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Dean truly made history seem alive and compelling, occasionally I would get so caught up in what he was saying that I forgot to take notes, I never truly cared for any of my other classes, but I never once missed one of his history lectures, he was just that interesting. I came to find out that Dr. Dean was a large cannabis smoker, and liked to get good and ripped right before class. No wonder he was so into telling her story, he was high as a kite! Back in those afternoons cannabis was not seen as being a pressing deal, but a few years later she would have been fired for smoking cannabis in a school office, but it was a much cooler time back then. Of course no one smoked marijuana in public, or in the classroom – it wasn’t THAT cool of a time. On weekends we would sometimes gather at his house, and just appreciate in his office he would smoke cannabis and tell long involved stories. I know the entire reason she got into teaching was just to have a reason to smoke marijuana and run his mouth! This month he would truly skip over being a school instructor and just host a podcast. Almost half the podcasts I listen to are just people getting high on cannabis and then telling stories, so he would have fit right in!

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Smoking cannabis with my college professor

Of course no one smoked marijuana in public, or in the classroom – it wasn’t THAT cool of a time

The coolest professor I had in college was Dr. Dean, who taught history. He was such an excellent orator because he fully immersed you in the stories he told. Dr. Dean truly made history feel alive and compelling. Sometimes I would get so caught up in what he was saying that I forgot to take notes. I never really cared for any of my other classes, but I never once missed one of his history lectures, he was just that interesting. I came to find out that Dr. Dean was a huge cannabis smoker, and liked to get good and ripped right before class. No wonder he was so into telling his story, he was high as a kite! Back in those days cannabis was not seen as being a big deal. A few years later he would have been fired for smoking cannabis in a college office, but it was a much cooler time back then. Of course no one smoked marijuana in public, or in the classroom – it wasn’t THAT cool of a time. On weekends we would sometimes gather at his house, and just like in his office he would smoke cannabis and tell long involved stories. I think the entire reason he got into teaching was just to have a reason to smoke marijuana and run his mouth! Today he would probably skip over being a college professor and just host a podcast. Almost half the podcasts I listen to are just people getting high on cannabis and then telling stories, so he would have fit right in!

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I smelled weed in the movie theater last night while watching a film

Although I gave up going to movie theaters during the pandemic, I’m slowly returning to my old habits.

It’s nice to sit down and watch a movie uninterrupted for an hour and a half to two hours, assuming you don’t get a louder than average theater. And since they’re trying to garner new business, the local theater has extended matinee times, which is something that my family and I made advantage of when I was a child. It was nice having a chance to see movies for as little as $2-$3 less per ticket. That’s where I saw many of the classic movies from my past, sometimes with my grandparents and other times with friends from school. Nowadays it’s a lot more money to visit the theater, and the rules regarding the seating and your expected conduct. You’re given a reserved seat ahead of time, and you’re expected to remain in it for the duration of the film short of bathroom breaks. It’s frustrating when there are people sitting in your seat when you arrive because they didn’t bother to look at their tickets ahead of time. The last time I was in the theater, a bunch of teenagers started smoking weed in the back row. Since I consume medical cannabis myself, I thought this was hilarious and nearly died trying to refrain from laughter. I think the older folks in the audience were confused about the hazy air and the herbal aroma that was quickly filling the room. If I was ballsy enough to risk getting caught, I guess I would have done the same thing at their age with cannabis.

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