|Job papers - Jules Cheret|
I don't smoke that often or anywhere near what I used to, but I believe that I am one of the many millions of people who both get high and got high on occasion and managed to still live
I never got into the vape thing, never trusted my ability to regulate the hit properly, always had concerns about what was in the stuff. When it comes to pot I am not very trusting.
I favor organic outdoor weed and I want to know what has happened to it every step of the way. Sun and soil. If you partake, grow your own or find somebody that does that you can trust.
Never use dabs or waxes, I've seen too many people turn into complete idiots. And if the butane isn't extracted there is a real risk of brain lesions. That's stupid.
Indoor pot has long been scary for me, growers often use heavy chemicals and fertilizers like mite spray and often don't adequately flush their product.
I tip my hat to the dispensaries that are now being much more resolute in their testing for mold and pesticide. In any case, the recent problems hitting the news about vaping do not surprise me in the least. Strangely the nasty culprit appears in many cases to be vitamin e, which is showing up in high concentrations in the cartridges and seriously damaging peoples' lungs and even killing them.
Call me old school but I am fine with the most archaic delivery system of cannabis, the tried and true joint. And I would like to share with you from my vast reservoir of knowledge regarding at least the second major component of the joint, the rolling paper.
Lacroix formed a company that became Riz-La, another one of the earliest papers that exists to this day. This rolling paper was made from rice, which burned clean.
Still found in near every 7-11 in the country, I believe that this might be the best selling rolling paper of all time.
But this is all ancient history. I want to talk about my lifetime. The hippy and post hippy smoking culture.
This was mostly due to it being packaged before being properly dried and cured with too much moisture in the wrap before importation. It quickly ammoniated and soured.
Bambu were made in Spain and their rice paper was a more pleasant alternative to the wood/flax paper marketed by Zig Zag. If I remember correctly, they had a slightly squarer shape and a slightly yellower tone.
Club was the early "bud" smokers first choice. Losing the seeds changed everything and we needed our own paper, which was larger and lended itself beautifully to fat doobers.
Not too sure about the paper du jour. Probably a new one arrives fairly regularly and everybody is doing those stupid vapes. I know many have gone to clear papers, made of cellulose material.
I will say that one of my first marijuana experiences was in Brooklyn, many moons ago, with mom's biker boyfriend Sal. Standing on the corner of Worth and ?
We bought a nickel bag of something that tasted truly awful from some "dealer" and it was a "pinner" rolled in a harsh straw colored paper. Came in a little manilla envelope. If there was any actual "herb" in the joint I would be surprised because it tasted like all paper.
And speaking of joints do you know that I once was pictured in Time magazine with me marching a twenty foot joint up Fifth Avenue with David Peel and a host of other yippies to Martha and Attorney General John Mitchell's Central Park apartment?
Hope that you've enjoyed my stoner's trip down memory lane. Please let me know what I may have forgotten on the paper trail.
Did you ever come across Canadian Goose papers. They were colorful and had a sweetness to them.
Never saw them! Thanks for commenting.
Trip cellulose are my favorite brand of papers. Very mild, cool and clean. I enjoy a hand rolled joint the most. Best flavor and I can regulate the size of my hit.
Whether it's cannibis or coca leaves, I don't do well with concentrated products. But I love my medicinal mj and the benefits that I derive from it.
I do remember the days when we didn't have enough sense to take out the seeds before we rolled a jay, and how they used to explode when the burning tip of the joint hit them. Good times! ~ Diane O
The roaches were definitely gnarlier in the old days.
In conjunction with this ... or in addition to... you should post the YouTube of Franternity of Man - Don't Bogart This joint!
Les seconds your trip papers recommendation, Jerry.
Is that true about the picture of you in Time Magazine? I want to see it!
Me too, wish I had kept a copy. It was April of 1973, I will try to search for an image if I get time. I was at the head of the march with David Peel. He asked me to play snare drum but I was a lousy drummer and declined. A very motley bunch. The guy that played drums was possibly even worse than I was. Here is a snippet about the march but I don't remember putting it on their doorstep. I just remember people yelling out for her to jump when she went out to the patio.
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