Showing posts with label Marijuana. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Marijuana. Show all posts

Sunday, February 22, 2026

Lingering Aroma

Just to be straight with you, dear readers, I don't care one whit whether you smoke dope or not. Your choice. The truth is I've come to the point that I think even drugs beyond marijuana should be legalized, the whole kit and kaboodle. We spend too much money fighting them and our prisons are too crowded with drug offenders. Legalize the whole lot of them and then treat them like alcohol abusers, busting those who drive high and so forth. Yet none of that means I don't cast a scornful eye on outrageous drug use.

Last Monday morning at 10 o'clock I had two young plumbers (or guys who pass themselves off as plumbers) pull up to the Shop, needing a chuck on their drain cleaning machine. Fine. I put on the part and took their money. But they were not only higher than kites, their van emitted enough smoke that you may have thought it on fire. When they opened the sliding door to bring their machine in, literal clouds of smoke poured out of the vehicle. If you've seen, I believe it's the comedy Scary Movie, you would have an idea what I mean. In that film, at one point a group of teens were smoking so much weed that their car looked like a cloud had been contained inside.

The van these fellows drove was very nearly like that. It was as though they'd picked up a cloud and were showing it the sights.

I can't believe that anyone would let them into their house to snake a drain. Further, I can't imagine the kind of house which would allow them in, although apparently they exist. 

And all this at 10 AM on a Monday. I couldn't wait for them to go away. The next three customers, spread out over about an hour, remarked on the smell of weed in my Shop afterwards. It was that bad. Bad enough that my conscience wonders if maybe I should have gotten their license plate and called the cops.

Yeesh. Could you at least try to be professional?

Thursday, September 22, 2022

Stoner Michigan

Me son Frank was in town over the weekend, and he mentioned something I hadn't noticed. While many states have legalized marijuana besides our Great Lake State, Michigan has truly taken it to heart. 

Frank remarked to me that billboards for weed stores, sorry, dispensaries, whatever difference that makes, hit you right at the state line, and are many and varied. I hadn't noticed it, despite regular travels with my job that take me into nearby Ohio and Indiana routinely. So as I returned home yesterday from a sales trip, I was keen to look.

I saw while I was still about a tenth of a mile in Ohio that, yep, weed store signs are quite prominent starting smack at the border. They continue for the first several miles up Interstate 75 above Toledo heading towards the D. They are indeed everywhere.

I really don't care if you smoke dope for your recreation. I really don't. But when our state motto has become, "Dude! We got weed!" I'm not that sure we're projecting the best message either. I'm just sayin'.