I just caved, after 2 days without smoking; but I didn't want all-out indulgence so I went with the cheapest, 'least potent' (in terms of THC testings, which don't tell the whole story even when they are honest & accurate) sativa I could grab - luckily Blue River had some E-32 Trainwreck in stock, which happens to be my favorite strain by Perpetual. Even though they make some potent indicas that fuck you up and taste delicious, it leaves a certain 'ashes in the mouth' feeling and fails to fill a spiritual void too often and what am I talking about? but this shit do get you high after all. Why'dya think they call it trainwreck?
This does happen by the way to be a parent strain of Pineapple Express, which I smoked almost exclusively for about a decade, on and off, taking periodic months-long breaks as I advise but is easier said than done now that there's a dispensary down the street even a few minutes shorter of a walk than my boy's house (and they give you a discount for walking BTW and tax-free Tuesday & Thursday, dig my receipt below, even cheaper trees than I used to get from my boy) and they open earlier than my boy'd wake up back in the day when I used to hit him up, but anyway this shit does put me back in the mood of 12 years ago when I first got high on da Pineapple. Read a poem I wrote about my boy here. Friendship, Man...that's what the World needs more of. Two men's minds touch and their hearts are able to beat in rhythm of conversation music and company, cooking together, playing video games with my kids as they grew up, and society makes a joke of it and calls it a 'bromance' man I love my wife and we are soulmates and intellectual partners if not equals 'cos she's brighter but this is a totally different thing and friendship is in need in these days, disconnected post-pandemic, anyways; I digress, put this in your pipe and smoke it!
Perpetual's Indicas seem to get you really nice but it's superficial and wears off: this is my favorite strain they put out; you can really smell the terpinolene on opening the bag: it hits you like some mystical wind from the soft shore of a tropical island, this is some shit that if the curs'd undead Pirates of the Caribbean were to smoke it, not only would they get high as fuck but they would once again enjoy the pleasures of the flesh again, only briefly, for terpinolene can long be appreciated emanating from an open jar, but usually you can't even taste it when you smoke and when you do you're lucky if it lasts more than a moment, overpowered by other terpenes or destroyed by the heat that they could better withstand, yet it shines among them, dancing with the citrus of limonene and ocimene, also giving a sort of creamy texture to the smoke itself, if that makes any sense, a soft almost hybrid-like thickness, tropical fruit consistency; I'm perhaps just talking out my ass, I didn't see a terpene analysis but we go by our senses: long before science named the terpenes and reduced the canvas to colors, we knew to describe the taste and smell based on foods; the variety these days is just so overwhelming! and sometimes 'not all that glitters is gold' as they say and I've even spent a lot of money on some high-THC, high-terpinolene strains that, yes, the smell of the unsmoked flower was heavenly, but I didn't really get stoned properly! whereas, lower-THC old-school sativas, like Lamb's Bread (Bob Marley's favorite strain - I'm still waiting to grab some more of this before I eventually stream the movie on Netflix) That sour finish! Mmmm....Tropical goodness...Trainwreck is well named; all of a sudden you feel wasted.
After posting the videos and writing this up, making another small pot of coffee, I'm still really high about an hour later, but also really energized, like I know to me that's usually a euphemism for 'not that strong' when someone calls weed 'energizing' and it's kinda true, if you're not all that high, but not fiending either, you can get a lot done...but in this case the weed is all on top of me, and yet I'm all on top of everything else on my day off from work this week: the shopping and cooking and all the day-to-day shit the rest of us gotta do to survive who ain't some tech bro that can just work from home or bike to Google and then vape his live rosin whenever he wants to --- while the rest of us smoke $19 eights that are often dry but in this case nice n fresh, sparkling w/ trichomes. Sorry if I'm bitter, must be the coffee. Maybe I should have gotten some potent Indica after all?
THC you later...(I'm sure of it, now)
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