Yesterday I spoke about drunk drivers. Now, I want to share an albatross that I have to carry around my neck for the rest of my life.

I never knew where to get weed. Not until it got legalized. Now I’ll never be able to say yeah, I know where to score some bud, some cush, some sticky-icky, some Mary Jane. Some that loud.

Let me be clear that I’ve never smoked pot nor do I want to. I just wanted to know where to get it. But that time has passed. Now I know where to get it because there’s five dispensaries in or around the town I live in.

I guess I’ll never be one of the cool kids. I don’t want to be someone who knows where to get harder drugs because that just seems like bad news.