Rights Holder is COMPLETE

When Sunny and I originally set out on our adventure to conquer all 420 stoner achievements, we were concerned that because of our cautious tendencies, we would never encounter the police. Risking danger is a big part of what makes the achievements exciting. We are both seasoned smokers, and have dealt with various other authority figures, and sometimes police, but never were we directly in danger of being caught for possession. So we assumed it would never happen.

Wrong. That all changed for us and made the risks of being caught outside of the state (we have medical cards here) very great. In fact, federal law now mandates that an individual that is arrested, not convicted, for possession or intent to sell, will not be applicable for federal financial aid or loans. Ever. This is a big deal for all you college tokers out there. Getting caught could bring your education (and your plans for the future) to a screeching halt. Be careful out there.

You really don't want to get stuck with paying this out of pocket, trust me

Consider this a story about how to defend your rights (and keep your stupid ass out of jail), when confronted by police. We made mistakes, and we made strides, but we walked away from the situation free from persecution.

Sunny and I were visiting a metropolitan college out-of-state, to see some friends. After the road trip, and the relaxing music and weather, we let down our guard. We wanted to smoke, but our friends were in class. We didn't know the area, or anything about the people or police here, so intuition told us to keep cool and stay sober. Sunny and I got into her car and "Sunset in July" came on the radio. Sunny suggested that "we should see if we can blaze an entire bowl by the end of the song". Mistake #1 motherfuckers. We were in a pretty busy parking lot, but we felt secure with our doors locked, and we figured since we were doing it in less than four minutes, nobody would catch us. Are you seeing where this is going wrong?

It was a lot like this

We joyfully cashed the bowl, and stepped out of the car, with smoke barreling out. We were ready to go for a walk in the beautiful weather, so we left the bowl in the passenger seat. Fucking mistake #2. Sunny reminded me to lock the doors, and we left to find a bench to sit and enjoy our high. We were completely ripped, I mean, in space. We walked about a block away, having difficulty moving due to the intense high. That's when shit got real.

The lights. The nefarious lights. The blue and red that makes the hair on your every part of your body stand up. Of course, at first we glanced at each other in reassuring denial. There's no way they were here for us, they must be going to break up a fight, or stop a robbery or something. The car pulled up right next to us, and the two officers stepped out. We froze in mid stride, our fear probably written everywhere on our bodies. I looked at Sunny and we silently communicated "keep your goddamn mouth shut".
"Where are you folks headed? Can we talk to you for a second?" it seemed to roll off his tongue, in a devilish sort of manner, you could tell he knew we were guilty. I decided to do the talking, since Sunny was clearly mortified. "Absolutely officer. We were headed to find a place to smoke a couple cigarettes and enjoy the weather." Keep in mind I was high as fuck. I had my sober face on, but that doesn't stop the red eyes, the aura of pot smoke that must have been surrounding us at this point, and the clear anxiety given away by our subconscious.

"We just received a report of a couple of teenagers matching your description smoking marijuana in a car in that parking lot. Know anything about that?" At this point, both officers (large men) took an offensive stance, stepping closer, standing taller. They looked us over, and seemed to be glaring at us with conviction. "We were just walking to smoke cigarettes, sir. We don't know anything about the parking lot." My voice was shaking as I pulled out my box of cigarettes, praying to God there wasn't a joint in there. I breathed a sigh of relief as I pulled out two and handed one to Sunny. "Do you guys mind if I smoke?". "Sure, go ahead. We saw you heading down here from the parking lot, can you explain that?"

Never before did I have such an urge to shit myself

"YEAH" Sunny's voice jumped out of the silence, like she had been building up this whole time. "We were getting our cigarettes out of my car to go for this walk". Not a good idea, but she didn't say much, so I was proud of her. "Let me see your identification, we're just gonna see if you guys have any priors." We know that the law says you must identify yourself to an officer of the law, so we complied. I handed the officer my military ID card, trying to possibly forge a bond with him. He handed it back aggressively, "where's your driver's license". What a fucking dick, he's clearly here to make an arrest, not make friends. Makes sense I guess.

They ran our ID's and thankfully, we had no warrants, or records (other than a few speeding and parking tickets, we're clean). This is when things got scary. Sunny and I overheard the smaller officer turn around and say into his radio "We're gonna need a separate car and officer for her. Search the car". OH FUCK. We had an ounce of fucking weed in the trunk of that car. All they need was a dog and we were going to prison for a long time. The officers turned around and looked at us both. "You two have any illegal substances on you? Marijuana, drugs, guns or anything?" "Of course not officer." I looked him in the eye as I confidently asserted myself. That's the key. Assert your rights, let them know you won't be intimidated.

"So I take it you two wouldn't mind a quick pat-down. then?" I knew we were both clean, and that consenting to a personal search isn't the same as letting them search your car. "No problem officer, we just need to be going soon if that's all right". "We'll search you real quick don't worry". I worried. I got extremely anxious and was visibly shaking. He forced my hands behind my back, and broke the second cigarette I was holding in my hand. No respect. He put on black gloves, giving his attitude a more sinister demeanor. I informed him that I had a legal stiletto in my right pocket (It looks like an illegal switchblade, and I don't want him to find it). "We'll hold onto that for just a bit, don't worry we'll give it back". Yeah, sure.

Turns out, being searched is more degrading that you think. I don't mind having some stranger pat down my legs, waist, or even my ass (ahhhh yeah), but man, it's a big ass step further. He spread my legs without asking, cupped his hand into a "c" and proceeded to slowly graze from my balls to my ass. HE GOT UP IN THERE. Feeling completely violated, I shook it off the minute I heard "He's clean". As I breathed with relief, I saw the lights of another car. It pulled up next to the original car. Everyone on campus saw us being searched. It was quite an ordeal already that was about to get worse.

"Spread your cheeks and lift your sac"

A female cop strolled out of the car. My mind was flooded with thoughts like "this is it. I'm finally busted. I bet jail isn't too bad. I hope I make friends and don't get raped". Sunny shyly smiled at me, and I whispered "I love you so much". The anxiety of the situation caused me to forget that male officers can't pat down women. So they just called her in to conduct a search. Sunny wasn't as violated, but everyone got see her get felt up. "She's clean, too". "Are we free to go?" "Not yet." "Are we under arrest?" "No." "So we're free to go, then?" "Calm down, we'll get this sorted out in a second". I should've called a lawyer, because shit always get worse.

"Doors are locked on the car. We can see paraphernalia out in the open. Roaches are visible as well. Could potentially be marijuana." It sounded over the radio in an exorcist-style voice. "Can you confirm it's marijuana?" "Yes, definitely cannabis". They were so close to getting us. Sunny and I were ready to lose our shit. "So, we know that there was weed in the car. You guys want to tell us what you were doing?" "I'm not going to answer that" "You can just tell me what you guys were doing." "Sorry, but I'm not going to answer that" "Could you at least tell us what kind of car you were in?" "Sorry, but no I can't". He looked over to Sunny and repeated the same questions. She declined to speak. I was so proud of her. We often talked about what we would do in this situation, and we stuck to our guns.

"We're going to find out who the car is registered to. If it's to either one of you, you should tell us now. The judge will go easy on you." "I have the right not to say anything" "Suit yourself, we're just waiting for the registration on the car to come back". We thought they had us. We were in check, we had no where to move our king. It was about 50 degrees outside, and despite, we were sweating bullets. We overheard that the car wasn't registered to anyone that lived in the city Sunny and I have on our driver's licenses. Sunny lived in a different place than when she got the plates for her car. This meant the car wasn't linked to us, other than direct eyewitness account. The police looked hard at us "Last chance if there is anything you want to tell us". "I'm good." They looked around anxiously, and seemed very uneasy.

"We're going to put a note out about you two. If you get caught doing anything you shouldn't be doing today, we won't hesitate to bring you in. You understand?" We responded with a shuttering chorus of "yes". This was followed by a long, (or what seemed like fucking forever) silence. Finally, I couldn't resist the urge to ask "Are we free to go?". The police looked at each other and shrugged angrily "I would seem so". "Have a good day officers, we're running a little late". We strolled away calmly, but the very instant the police had driven away, we busted into fiendish laughter.

WE DID IT. We stared authority in the face and refused to give up our rights. We kept calm, and kept our mouths shut. We were home free, walking to the park to sit down and relax. We were still high as we had ever been.

Oddly enough, it didn't end here. We walked about another three blocks when we saw those lights again, on the opposite side of the street. Sunny and I hugged and looked on nervously as one of the men who had spoken to us stepped out, and marched towards us. "Oh shit did they bring dogs, did they get a warrant, oh fuck oh fuck what do we do". He walks full speed at us until he is about two feet away, looking us in the eye the whole time. He finally meets us, and we look up to him. He paused. We're shitting bricks at this point, we are completely blind sided, we don't even know how to respond.

"I forgot to give you your knife back".

The Tao: Making Delicious Cannabutter

So you've never made cannabutter before, or maybe you have and just want to get a definite recipe to keep. Well you've come to the right place my sexy friends. I want to show you today how to make your own to keep, to hold, and to cherish. Let's get started!

First thing, if you want to make your cannabutter and your edibles in the the same day, I suggest you get the ingredients and materials ready the day before. You're going to to want to wake up at the crack of dawn, since cannabutter takes a little while to make (ABOUT SIX HOURS). I get cooking right after my daily routine.

Pictured above: The breakfast of champions. Cigarettes, coffee,
microwavable sandwiches, medication, and 420!

A good thing for any kind of cooking or craft, is to gather your materials. Here's what you'll need:

1. A large saucepan (depending on how much butter you want to make)
2. A stirring spoon, to keep your cannabis and butter from burning
3. Two glass jars, one for your cannabutter, and one for your cannabis tea (water and weed)
4. Stems and seeds, or even some actual bud if you want REALLY good cannabutter
5. A couple sheets of cheese cloth, to filter out the actual weed left over (you can dry it later)
6. Some clothespins, to fasten the coffee filter
7. A scale, cheap ones will do if you round up
8. Sticks of salted butter (no shit, Sherlock)
9. Optional: Zip-lock freezer bag
10. Optional: Very large bowl

Ignore the coffee filter, I used cheese cloth, but I used
that as a placeholder for the picture

Okay, lets get cooking. Weigh out your weed based on how strong you want the recipe to be, and how much butter you'll be using. Below you can find a chart that should help you figure out how much you need. Feel free to save this, as it can help you in the future.

Le chart

6 grams for me, I found that using stoichiometry if you
can't tell

Start by getting about three cups of water boiling in the saucepan. How much water you use is arbitrary, as you will separate it from the butter anyway. Use enough to keep the cannabis from burning at the bottom of the pan. Take your butter and keep it at room temperature while doing this so it is easier to melt.

Am I going a little too fast for you?

Once the water is at a boil, add your butter. Stir it until you get a nice, even mixture. Now is a good time to open some windows, unless you want your neighbors to come over asking for some. Lower your heat so as not to burn the butter (a 6 out of 10 is a good temperature). Add more water if you don't think you have enough.

I should be a chemist, seriously

Once the butter has completely melted and formed a nice coating on top of the water, it is time for the point of no return. Add your cannabis to the mixture. Here comes the shitty part. You need to stir this and let it simmer etc for about THREE HOURS. A good heat setting is about 3 out of 10. This is how long it takes to make sure all the THC in your cannabis has been absorbed into the butter. I usually stir it in 20 minute intervals. So this is your chance to do some shit you have to take care of.

Seriously, no turning back

I don't like my sheets smelling like my lifestyle: Sex, drugs, and rock 'n' roll

Three Hours Later...

Next, pour the mixture through the cheese cloth. Double-layer the cloth (fold it over once) across the top of one of your jars. Fasten it to the top using clothespins. Pour your mixture SLOWLY YOU DUMBASS into the jar. ***Remember, if you have shitty glass jars like me, put the jar in the sink as you pour it in, this way if the glass breaks, you don't spill your shit).

YOUR NOBLE APPARTUS

SCIENCE, IT WORKS BITCHES

You can already see the butter and water separating.

If you have a large freezer bag, and you want to dry out your weed to make more edibles, put your cheesecloth with the cannabis in it, into the freezer bag. Save that however you want.

Again, if you're using shitty jars like me, you'll want to let the jar sit in your sink at room temperature WITH THE LID OFF for about 20 to 30 minutes. This way the glass can cool to room temperature. Then you may set it in the fridge. If you have a large bowl, like a casserole bowl, set the jar in that while inside the fridge. This is the same precaution as putting it in the sink.

Put a lid on it, put it in the fridge, and wait at least two hours. This is by far the hardest part. Use this time to clean up, so your roommates don't bitch about how you won't share. If you have trouble cleaning the saucepan, put water and dish soap in it and boil it. It will clear rather quickly. THE MORE YOU KNOW!

Unfortunately, I was pressed for time when we finished the cannabutter, so we had to hurry up and cook with it. After it has cooled enough so that the butter is almost solid, use the other jar and do the same method as you did earlier, filtering it out. This time, scoop the solid cannabutter up with a spoon, and save it in either a jar or some tupperware. If you want, you can let the jar full of ganja-water set in the fridge, to ensure you didn't miss any.

HAPPY COOKING!

Possible Return?

It's been a while, folks. Sunny and I apologize for the absence, but we had a lot of very important things going on in our lives. Sometimes things become a little bit more important than what gets you high. However, we're hoping that maybe in the near future we can make a comeback, and start knocking out new achievements in ways that are excellent to read. But first, we need to get a couple things done on the blog:

1) As much as we hate to do it, I'm removing all pictures that might depict Sunny or I, and use only pictures that don't reveal our location. This is a privacy measure. We're both aware that problems with authorities do happen, but we want to be more distant from being recognized by our peers, our schools, our parents, or our employers (or future employers).

2)Everything in here should be taken with a grain of salt. We would LIKE for you to imagine these as true, because they may very well be. However, again, to cover our own asses here, assume everything is fiction the same way you would EVERYWHERE ELSE ON THE INTERNET.

3) Sunny and I work forty plus hours a week, on top of spending roughly twenty four hours at school every week. We don't have free time to relax, I have next to no time to play music, and this may mean that there is no time for weed. But never fear, pot will always find a place to make us feel a little bit relaxed. Hopefully, we'll be able to plan out brand new adventures and feats.

Thank you for your support, we're glad to (potentially) be back,
Jason

My Favorites.....

Today, we're gonna talk about the favorite things we like to do when stoned. So far, J and I have been on plenty of high adventures. We've gone through intense situations like the mental asylum, but we have been through pretty chill times as well. However, it kinda begs the question.. what's the best thing to do when high?

"You have 30 minutes to get somewhere safe."

There are plenty of activities to do for first time stoners. You could make special brownies and give them to your unknowing friends (which will definitely result in some funny and unforgettable times). I don't recommend giving them to ones who haven't smoked before, but to each their own. Going to the movies is also something I suggest, simply because after you hot box in a hot car you might wanna go into some air conditioning. It's also a good munchies and cotton mouth cure, while getting your laugh on (which reminds me, who has seen Hangover 2? I'm dying to see it!!).

I would have to say, my most favorite thing to do while being high (besides having sex) is swimming in a lake or swimming pool. I prefer lakes because the chlorine in pools bother me, but it's just amazing to have water and nature surrounding you. Maybe bring some drawing utensils and be a super awesome stoned artist? I don't know, but whatever you do, you will be calm as shit once you get neck deep into some cold water while being baked. 

REEFER MADNESS

Other things I suggest include stumbling. Who knows what stuff on the internet you'll find? Smoking cigarettes always makes me feel awesome as well-- it kinda gives you an extra boost of being high if you smoke one after you're blazed already. Playing with puppies, reading, writing, drawing, anything!! Everything is better when high, amirite? 

What do you like to do when high?

Toodles!

sunny

The Cold Hard Facts

http://io9.com/5794209/what-cannabis-actually-does-to-your-brain -

This article I read briefly explains the chemistry behind thc and the brain. I kinda read this stoned, pretty late in the night and thought it was a pretty awesome read. However, I do have some things for and against this article, which is a good thing. Read it! Tell us what you think...

the 'temporary brain damage' section of the article gives me a few counter points to some of things the anti-pot crowd believes. for one, who really does anything actually important while high on marijuanas? i'll forget the dumb joke i'm saying, or the stupid comment i'd make when high. that's probably a good thing.... thus, i don't see how this temporary brain damage matters in the long run. By the way, i honestly don't really do this quite too often. only on the really nice, good shit. i don't talk much when i'm super baked anyway, i like to zone out sometimes, relaxin'.

my parents just recently "caught" me smoking pot, and I have to say I really don't give a flying shit. I mean, they have it all wrong. They think one thing, but they don't really know the facts. The government has been successful, and instead of telling them the truth, brainwashed them for their own agenda.

However, the article does go on to say some awesome shit I couldn't explain myself until just now. It's almost as if time is speeding up and slowing down at the same time. HOLY FUCK. that's completely how it feels. as i was reading this, i was like 'but sometimes it takes forever.. but then again, it goes by so fast!' (kinda like this blog post!)

The last few paragraphs kinda summed up my feelings about marijuana too. Excuse my bias, but the latter who believe marijuana should be legal always has a better argument to make it legal. It helps cancer patients? "Other experts call it a cure for everything from insomnia to glaucoma, and advocate its use as a medicine." 

Who knows what could happen in the next decade.. we even have some republicans backing a bill up in congress. hmmmm. (hard to believe!) Who knows, maybe I'll get my dad to smoke some pot to treat his sleeping problems... haha!

comment, ipor favor!

sunny

Fishing, Bongs, Fun...

Long time no see! it's been a long couple weeks, what with Jason's surgery and my own bullshit, which is why it's been a minute since I've posted. However, today I do have an awesome day to talk about--- with pics!

I have a pipe named Francis. He's an octopus, and it's a double hitter pipe so it's actually pretty nice. However, Francis had an accident which left a hole in the bowl, and J and I decided that it was worthy of fixing. Well, the only thing we could do is to get brass screens big enough to cover said hole. While we were in the headshop, we decided to look around, and lo! A bong appears...

Looks like the ocean!

After we bought the bong, we decided to try it out on a dock at a lake where I live by. Let me tell you, this isn't the first bong we've owned, but my god, bongs are cool! The first two hits that we took made us completely baked out of our minds. I've always preferred pipes because it saves weed AND you get to control how big the hit is; but with a bong, you really honestly get another benefit: it doesn't burn as much, and you literally use all the weed you load. It conserves your weed because you can light it until the very last bit is lit. We had pretty shitty weed at the time due to it being dry over here as well, but the bong helped us a lot.  Even the smoke stays inside after you take the bowl out, which leaves a stoner like me to suck every single bit of THC left behind.

Eventually, we took a break from the weed and cast J's pole into the lake--- they were biting like none other! We bought night crawler bait and they were LOVING IT. Loving it SO MUCH that they were... eating it.. and not getting hooked. At all. Tricky bastards.

Jason tried a few times, but eventually he let me take over. And what do ya know?

A wild fish appears!!! That's a 12 oz cup.

Needless to say, Jason was pretty pissed. He's been fishing for quite some time and hasn't caught anything, but leave it up to sunny to make the day worth while :) more pics:

Man he was mad.

Me fishing

We didn't really come prepared, so we had to toss the fish back in the lake. I guess that one catch scared all his friends off, because they never ended up biting again for Jason.

And here are more pictures of the beautiful scenery..

The lake that we smoke at is honestly the most beautiful scene I've ever laid eyes on. It's open, yet isolated from any other human contact. You are literally one with nature when you come to this spot, and to top it all off, no worries about cops.. even cops on the lake. They can't really do anything, and because of the sheer width of the lake, we would be able to see them coming over (thus we would run away if it looked like they were pissed.) However, they can't really do anything anyway... what, hide the weed--- then they'll see our fishing pole? Ain't nothin' wrong with catchin' some fishies while stoned, hehe.

Expect another post Friday!

xoxo

sunny

Fruit Roll-up is COMPLETE

Wow, has it been two weeks already? Sorry for the drastic break in posting guys, I had my wisdom teeth pulled, and Sunny has had a lot of shit to do with work lately, so its been pretty hectic. Now that I finally have a clear head (Hell yeah, free drugs), I can write about our first Summer Green Day, in which we smoked an OUNCE of weed in a total of 14 multi-flavored blunts. It was definitely an interesting experience, especially when you consider that smoking that much in a short time feels much more like work than it does like fun.

The clock struck noon. I came back to Sunny's friend's apartment from class in the suffocating summer heat. Upon the coffee table, I stared in awe at the sheer amount of ground weed we had, and reflected on the fact that in less than twelve hours, this would all be inside my lungs. Ah shit.

To prepare for this day, I went to a local headshop and bought every blunt flavor I could find. It came out to 14. That's a lot of different shit. The flavors were: Plain, Strawberry Kiwi, Gin and Juice, Kush, Purple, Wet Cherry, Chocolate, Mello Mango, Peach Passion, French Vanilla, Blueberry Burst, Berries, Apple Martini, and Champagne.

We planned on completing as many achievements as we could in one day, but we learned of a new problem with these blunts. We never could know if it was the flavoring or the actual amount of tobacco (which would be odd considering we both smoke cigarettes), but after a few of these in a row, massive headaches ensued. Did that stop us? FUCK NO.

We kept on smoking. We took some pain pills, had a snack and pressed on. Around the 7th and 8th blunt, we noticed something else happening. We were so high, that all the flavors were the same. We mixed them up before we started, so that we could be surprised with each new flavor, but that backfired on us. All of them eventually tasted like chocolate or vanilla. Not fun.

But WE PRESSED ON, eventually having to leave the nice air-conditioned and head to my place so we could finish up. Only four blunts left on the table, it meant another two for each of us. At this point, we were spent. Drowsy, insanely hungry, coughing all the time. Once at my place, we realized it was almost 11 o' clock. 4 blunts, one hour.

The rest is still very hazy to me, and I can't remember how it all went. But I do remember that this may be one of the most difficult achievements we are going to do. I wouldn't recommend such ridiculous consumption to anyone. We are proud of ourselves, and we hope you enjoyed reading.

PS: Sunny and I are going to be updating on a Monday, Wednesday, Friday schedule, since we have most of our free time on Tuesdays and Thursdays.

Live before you die,
Jason

Summer Green Day #1

It's a big deal, folks. A big fucking deal. For those of you that are unfamiliar with the term "Green Day"'s actual meaning, the name of the alternative rock band came from the original meaning of the phrase, which is "a day where one does nothing but smokes weed". And that's what we having coming up in the near future. In light of some achievements that need to be done, Sunny and I discussed a way to pile them all into one simple solution. Do as many of them as we can, in a single day.

This upcoming Tuesday to be exact. It will be the day before I have my wisdom teeth surgically removed, which will leave me completely useless for at least three days, and without weed for at least a week. So this was clearly the appropriate choice.

The basis of the day will be around the "Fruit Roll-up" achievement, in which Sunny and I must smoke one of each flavor of blunt wraps we can find. That turned out to be much more than we thought. We're going to need over AN OUNCE of weed just to accomplish the feat. It's going to take a lot of weed, and it's going to take a lot of time. So why not knock a few others out while we're at it?

That's all the info I can give you fuckers for now, but sit tight, because we've got a lot in store this week, and we hope you're ready to come along with us, and see what this achievement list is really all about.

If you're not a servant, you'll be struck to the ground,
Jason

Day Walker and White Collar Crime COMPLETE!

This is my second post today, since I have so very little free time, and I'd like to introduce two brand-spanking new achievements that Sunny and I have completed!

Where Sunny resides its very hot, and humid. Its what I imagine Hell would be like, if it were also full churches and rude people. Near where she lives, there is a nice, quiet little suburban town, which we rarely visit as there is nothing to do there. However, this seemed like the perfect place for some "White Collar Crime". I gathered up my two dogs (I fucking love them, go fuck yourself) and headed down there. Once I was there, I noticed that there were a ton of people out doing yard work, mowing the lawn, watching their kids play. Perfect.

I rolled a quick joint (turned out beautifully), lit up, and took a stroll around town. I took special note of all the picket fences and green yards, just because I enjoy the feelings I get when I see them (I was raised in suburban North Carolina). After a light walk around the block, my dogs were clearly exhausted (out of shape because I'm the only one that walks them), so we decided to head back. At this point, I felt it was pretty clear that people had noticed me, and it probably wasn't safe to hang around. It was a very traditional and conservative place, so despite the legality of my actions, it still wasn't a bright idea. I snapped a couple pictures and drove back. Here's the pics!

EDIT: Please wait a day for the pics, we're getting a 400 Error here

By The Gods... Valkyries EVERYWHERE!

To make an exceedingly long story very short, I have been working my ass off the last couple weeks, so Sunny and I haven't had as many adventures lately. But I need the extra cash, so I picked up a second job guttering houses (I'm gonna get tan as fuck), so when I'm not spending 60+ hours a week at work, Sunny and I are packing HUGE adventures into single nights. Here is the story of one of those nights.

We picked up a quart from our usual guy, but this time we were looking for something strong. I'm talking, dank. So dank, you could get high just smelling this stuff. We aren't really concerned with strain names and any of that bullshit, so we went about our business. I rolled a nice fat joint for the two of us to share, and man, it was something else. When you smoke this weed, you get this urge to just smoke more, as if you can never get high enough. It didn't take long for us to lose track of how much we had smoked already.

After a bit, we managed to stumble into my car, and go on a route. At some point along the way, we apparently both expressed interest in going to a "gentlemen's club", to see some "exotic dancers". Strippers. We're talking about strippers here. Somehow we ended up downtown, and found a decent strip joint, and the whole experience was incredible. Way better than I would've expected (and Sunny loved it, too). The rest of the night lies in a dark haze for me...

The next day I got up and wanted to bake before work, and I couldn't find my stash. I started to sweat, worrying that I lost it or it had been stolen when it violently dawned on me. We smoked it.

ALL OF IT.

I called up Sunny and we pieced together what happened the night before. You can find a recap of it here. I had to track down what kind of weed this was, it was an all-too-different high. Sunny finally got to the guy, and you'll never guess what he told us.

"Yeah man, I think it's called Thor's... something. I don't know man I don't really listen"

"Thor's something"

"Thor's"

IT WAS THOR'S MOTHERFUCKING HAMMER. This is one of the Stoner Achievements! And we happened upon it by accident! It definitely lived up to it's reputation of leaving you somewhere the next day, not knowing what happened the night before. So... about 300 dollars, 12 hours, and lots of glitter and makeup, and we experienced Thor's Hammer.

The experience was so good, we decided to create a new achievement "Strippers Everywhere!" Urging all you stoners to go to a strip joint high. You never know what might happen.

Of course I would love a dance,

Jason

Chillin.

Right now, pretty much everybody I know is working. My parents, Jason and our friends J.B. and babyblue. I finally have two days off this week! Which is why posting has been minimal. As we have explained before already, we both hold down at least 50 hours of week of work. I don't know about you, but I'm gonna smoke some weed a lot during the week. Especially on days off like this: empty house, bitchin' music, pipe in hand.

Ah. gotta love the off days.

Jason was awesome enough to share his weed with me, so I'm in luck. (THANKS JASON.) I'm about half a bowl in and already pretty good. (Tolerance? Awesome man.)

The reason of why I'm posting should be of interest to you guys. Jason and I recently went to the strip club--- baked as shit. I'm sure Jason will explain the original reason why we went, but after we got there we stepped into a whole different world it seems like. Gotta remember, first time I ever even done that. But as a bisexual, I didn't mind all too much, although the lady at the bar was a fucking bitch.

We watched the poles for a while when Brooklyn strutted up to us. She was very, very sexy. She wore a hot pink thong underneath black panties. The pink glowed underneath the blacklight, and when she got closer I could see her glittery blue bra and bleach blond hair. Her curves were so nice... she was basically the perfect dancer.

Well, we made eye contact and she came over to us. She bent down to us and touched my leg while she asked how we were doin'.

J and I looked at each other and agreed instantly we wanted her for our lap dance of the night.

Eventually, we spent a lot of money (haha) but it was well worth it. She connected to us as a couple pretty great, so the dance was amazing. She happened to be interested in women, and as a couple we blew her mind. I'm sure some of the stuff she did was considered illegal (teehee.)

She seemed pretty down to earth (obviously, how could she not be?) afterwards as well. So, let it be known to everyone that stereotypes are getting old. This is why I'm glad Jason and I have this blog, because being known as a stoner, it doesn't get a great rep over here. Hopefully, more people will realize the stupidity of their thinking, and then maybe changes will be done (legalization of marijuana, anyone?).

I say, fuck the stereotypes! Ima smoke my bowl.

toodles

sunny

"So you say ya troubled boy, 

just because you like to destroy 

all the things that bring the idiots joy.

well, what's wrong with a little destruction? 

the fallen are the virtuous among 

never judge us to be blessed."

Apologies!

Sorry that the site has been only slowing updating, with no new material to really post. I got some epic (that's the only way to describe it, so fuck you) food poisoning, and I've been bedridden for about two days. Now I have work, and so does Sunny, but we do plan on bringing you some pretty bitching updates in the near future, so hang onto your cock-holsters ladies and gentlemen!

What did I do to deserve this?!

Jason

Suggestions.. Anyone? Anyone?

Just recently, J and I changed our layout and other important elements to the blog. We'd like if anybody had any suggestions, go ahead and comment this post and we'll probably use it-- afterall, everyone is a newb at one point.

The pages to the right of the blog will help anybody out if you're trying to find something specific; hopefully in the future this blog will grow as more people tune into us (so don't be shy in showin some stoner friends!)

So, keep your eyes open, and more changes will come. Also, if you have an adventure that you'd like us two fools to try out, or maybe a story that's badass that you've done while stoned like a motherfucker, be sure to comment!

tuned in, now droppin' out

sunny

More To Come, After A Word From Our Sponsors!

Sunny and I are very proud of our website progress so far. We're having a lot of fun doing it, and we know there are a lot of people that enjoy reading it. We decided that we would each just run this blog as our lives go by, Sunny doing whatever she likes, and me doing mine. Of course, we'll collaborate and have our adventures (it's our thing), but mostly we're going to just be doing what comes natural. That being said, here is a quick update on the status of our blog, in the near future:

• We will be taking down and reposting all of our pictures, to best fit our needs.
• The site layout and design will be changing several times in the near future, until we settle on something that is how we would like it.
• The potential addition of three new types of series. Adding to the "Stoner Achievements", we will create a list of new adventures to complete, "Living the High Life" (such as Coping Mechanism), "The Dao of El Duderino" (things every stoner should know how to do), and "Stoned Exploration" (a segment on urban exploration)
• In the near future, I will be completing more achievements, as this is the main focus of the blog. Keep your eyes open!

This blog is about our culture, who we are, and the things we love to do. We hope you enjoy what it's becoming as much as I do.

Living in a lucid dream,

Jason

Haunted Joint night

Refer back to Jason's first post about this night here: http://thehighlife80.blogspot.com/2011/05/nug-ninja-aka-haunted-joint.html

So...... J had this idea. Sneak onto private property and go inside a supposed haunted mental asylum.

Sounds stupid, right? Well, it is. Very stupid. But we're stoner fools, so that doesn't mean anything to us. Even one of our friends said that she wouldn't ever ever do this in a lifetime (yet, after I told her what happened, she can't wait to go the next time we go.) The sign that led into the private property warned us that we could get five years in prison if we were caught. After a long time of smoking and discussing it, we decided to take the risk.

We parked a few blocks away from the entrance, and when we were doing that, I figured it was just another walk. It didn't really kick into my head that we were doing this until we were at the rundown building. I myself started freaking out and had to be talked into doing it again...

When I stepped into the building, my heart instantly started to race faster. I couldn't see a thing, and when J walked across the floor, the sudden creaks even made me jump. We went into the first room (refer to the pictures J posted) and my hair stood up on my arm the instant I went in there. “Just a few more pictures,” J told me. Well.. those few pictures went by fast because I wanted to get the fuck out of there.

J wanted to finish the achievement, so I handed him the joint and fucking left. I stood outside looking around in the dark. I could hear J walking around in the building, but I got a weird feeling.. like somebody was looking at me. I quickly texted him and wanted him to come back, and right when I pressed send I felt something behind me, so I turned around to look. Nothing was there, but I stood there makin' sure some damn ghosts weren't sneaking up behind me.

I just stood there. Not breathing. Not making a sound.

Then, a low growl came from in front of me. I thought to myself, ah shit. Why now? Not here, in the dark, waking up the police...

The dog barked and barked. In my head, I was yelling for J to come back down and soon enough, he did. As soon as he saw it, he was prepared to fight in case it was a fighting dog. Luckily, some quick thinking on both our parts created only a small amount of noise. It gave us time to slowly back up and run off.

Honestly? I would do it again. I want to explore more now that I know that they don't have guards swarming the place. If I had my glasses, I probably would've been able to see the dog earlier. Looking back, I don't understand where the dog came from. I saw it move from the ground, so it must have been sleeping when we stepped through the front door. However, that doesn't even make sense. If we didn't make that much noise coming into the place, how the fuck did me getting on my cell phone make enough noise? Maybe the dog wasn't even real.....

I don't know. We'll have more information next week..

After it was all said and done, we found a friendly frog to play around with:

Motherfuckin' joint.

Froggin' around.

Anyway, I'll let ya fuckers know if we go back. We might! Expect more creepy pictures too!

xoxo

sunny

Life Sky High has hit 1,000 views!

Thanks to everyone who has read and supported us so far!  We love you guys!  That's the good news.  Here's the bad news.  With recent developments in our lives, Sunny and I have decided to censor the images of ourselves.  This is something we have long spoken about, and we finally decided carry out with it.  We feel like this will make us feel less close to our readers, but at the rate we're going, it's going to be necessary.

Sunny and I have our whole lives ahead of us, complete with professional careers and families.  We don't want to ruin that by fucking around on the internet.  We are 100% behind everything we do, just like always, we just need to keep ourselves out of trouble.

We love you guys,
Jason and Sunny

Nug Ninja aka The Haunted Joint!

Some things in life, are just plain frightening. War, violence, disaster, bears, and ghosts for some people. I, myself, have never been into the paranormal. So when I spoke to a couple friends for advice about the Nug Ninja achievement, the fact that a "haunted" dilapidated ex-insane asylum was driving distance from my house didn't really affect me. In fact, it sounded very exciting. This is when I decided that this was going to happen.

The building is directly next to a very fancy, occupied and active, winery. So the odds of us approaching from there, or parking there, and not getting caught was terrible. We decided to take the back roads and find an alternate enterance. This is when shit started to get real for us.

Apparently, the winery had purchased a very large portion of the land around it, including the asylum. Surrounding the area was a sizeable gate, litered with signs reading "Private Property: Trespassers will be prosecuted to full extent of law, $250,000 fine or 5 years in jail". Probably the worst words you can read before something like this, and while stoned as fuck. Sunny and I smoked a couple more joints, talked it over, and decided to go through with it, despite the crazy risks.

The actual building wasn't far from the gate, but it was all open field, so we had to move fast. We couldn't take pictures of the exterior, because the flashes of the camera would alert guards at the winery, as well as the surrounding neighbors. Needless to say, the building was unsettling, and very ominous. Broken windows, glass everywhere, frames falling off. It was three stories tall and made of brick. I tried to imagine the screams of the people treated here, but the idea was too much to handle.

We made it outside, and it took some convincing, but Sunny finally agreed to step inside. Once we were in, you could feel the broken glass and bricks crunch under your feet. At this point, Sunny just got a sweeping negative feeling, and it was far too overwhelming, so after snapping a few pics, I handed the camera to her, and she left. Since I was alone, I decided to do the most unsafe part, and the crowning achievement for Nug Ninja. Here are the pictures of the first level. It was very frightening in the dark.

A door that I couldn't even see, but I managed to snap a picture of

This tub seemed to be in a room by itself, next to a large room with much electrical

equipment, which leads me to believe this may have been the bath used to cool

off "patients" after electroconvulsive therapy

Electrical equipment not pictured, but this room looked really fucking torn up

The room of Helena Neel. She must have been a patient, considering that an

administration member would have their door labeled as such

The stairs I took to get to the roof. This is where Sunny turned back... I don't blame her.

It was two more stories to the roof, and this was probably the stupidest thing I've done in a long time. The stairs literally caved in about an inch with each step, and the hand rail was completely pointless. In the end, I made it to the roof, and lit up. At this point, I head much rattling from inside. Some sounded like bed springs, some sounded like whining. The moment I decided to come down was when I heard what sounded like chains being laid on the floor. I made it up and down without injury, which was very lucky in retrospect. But I had no idea that the most dangerous part was about to happen.

The faint sounds of barking could be heard as I slunk down the steps. As I stepped back to the front door, I heard Sunny call to me that a dog, a fucking DOG, was growling and barking at her. It was slowly approaching her, and it looked pretty big, even from a distance. It didn't take long for the situation to get real. Sunny was bright enough to stand tall and completely straight, as I approached with a rather large knife, ready to get my flesh ripped off. Animal control and the police won't help us, so I guess it was all on me. As I moved outside, the dog finally turned away, and Sunny and I slowly backed up, before going full sprint back to the gate. Needless to say, it was more than we bargained for.

So after a scary, terrifying night, we retired back to our respective houses, to bask in the warmth of another achievement taken to the next level. Nug Ninja: COMPLETE!

Getting us into all sorts of crazy shit,

Jason

Coping Mechanism / Flying Ninja are complete!

 All right guys, it's sunny. i had a pretty shitty day. first, i was drivin' on my way to work and just so happens a semi decided to kill me that day. the semi practically swerved into my lane and fucked me over. what a dick.

then, to make matters worse, i cut myself so bad at work.......

awwww shiiiiit. =(

soo... now what? well, im in shit tons of pain.... why not just toke it up?

Thus, a new stoner achievement has been born:

COPING MECHANISM

fighting pain with mary jane

needless to say... i have to make it kinda short. bitching aside, i just need some nice dreams!


Which brings me to my next part of this post: Smoking at Night.


We took my trusty bowl and decided to get the achievement of smoking at night out of the way. What ended up happening? We smoked a few bowls, went outside and smoked another, then went back to the car and was completely blazed. I dont even remember what we talked about. All I remember was getting a shake at mcds. 

thas me, tokin it up


J bein a beast

All's well that ends well! I really DID have nice dreams that night.


toodles


sunny

"I've Never Smelled That Before..." EZ-Baked is complete!

EZ-Baked is complete (and fucking delicious, like, no other)! Sunny and I want this blog to do more than just the Stoner Achievements List, hell, any pot smoker can take a crack at it. No, we wanted this blog to be revolutionary in Stoner culture. So when we had to complete EZ-Baked, which calls for us to bake brownies or cookies, what did we do? We said "Fuck that" and we made something incredible.

They're called Devil's Food Balls. They are Devil's Food Cake, smothered with cream cheese frosting, rolled into a ball, covered in chocolate. Hell yes. But we needed to make this marijuana relevant right? So we made them into "Devil's Red Eyes". And here is how we did it.

First, acquire your ingredients and tools.

1. Betty Crocker's Super Moist Devil's Food Cake Mix
2. 1/2 Cup of Vegetable Oil (It will be Ganja Oil soon)
3. At least 1/8 of an ounce, or about 3.5 grams of dank weed
4. Betty Crocker's Rich and Creamy Cream Cheese Frosting (16 oz)
5. An Accurate Scale (a 10th of a gram is best, but just a gram increment will do)
6. Glassware to measure and store hot oil
7. A small saucepan, bitches
8. A cake pan (I can't believe I had to include this)
9. 3 Eggs
10. Bag of Chocolate Chips (16 oz)
11. An oven and stove
12. A coffee filter or cheesecloth
13. A bowl (one for cooking, one for smoking lol)
14. Clothespins or bulldog clips
15. Pam (preferably, the specific one for baking)
16. Toothpicks

First, weigh out your weed. It is generally known that using poor quality weed, or seeds and stems is good for cooking, as it allows you to get use out of the shitty stuff that you don't want to smoke. I save my seeds and stems just for this, so I had plenty.

Yes, I keep my stash in a Tic-Tac box

Grind that shit up, weigh it out the best you can. Then add between 1/2 to 2/3 cup of vegetable oil to a small saucepan. Heat it up on medium heat until it just barely starts to bubble, then set it to low heat (on a 1 - 10 scale, start off at 5 and pull it down to 2 when it bubbles). If at any time during the process it should begin to bubble, pull it off and lower the heat. You don't want to boil the cooking oil, you want it right below simmering. When the oil is where you need it, add the weeeeeeeed!

No, that's not all the weed that I used, I just forgot to take another picture

Stir this bitch, and watch for bubbles for about at least an hour. It feels like a long time, so bring some jams or a movie or something (good time to smoke a bowl). I let it cook for an hour and a half for good measure. Let it cool until it is cold enough to touch. Put your coffee filter over your glassware, and secure it with clothespins. While it's cooling, you can stop here and continue later if you want. If not, preheat your oven to 350, as per the instructions on the box.

It kinda smells like pancakes, seriously

Pour the ganja oil through it to strain the weed. Some people like to save and dry their weed, but I feel as though the weed tastes awful and is bad afterwards, but that's personal preference.

Real men drink boiling Ganja Oil

Next, mix your cake batter in a bowl, using 1 and 1/3 cups of water, 1/2 cup (or whatever is left) of ganja oil, 3 eggs, and cake mix slowly by hand for at least 3 min. If you have a mixer, follow the directions on the box.

DO NOT EAT BATTER (quoting Betty Crocker)

Spray some Pam on your cake pan, pour in your cake mix and bake. For me, it took 35 min, but for you, it could be different. Check the box for help.

Munchies are T-30 minutes away

Viola! The cake is done! But this is the Stoner Achievements List! So Jason and Sunny don't stop there! Let your cake cool until it is cold enough to be handled with bare hands. Crumble up the cake into another bowl (or the one you used earlier).

Now there are two things in my kitchen that are baked as fuck

Mix that up with a 16oz can of cream cheese frosting, and stir until you get a very creamy and thick texture.

The Cookie Monster just had a stroke

Getting close to the end, here comes the super messy part. Roll the mix into balls, and place them on rows on parchment paper. At this point, you should stick this in the refrigerator, to make sure they have cooled plenty. Leave them in for about half an hour to an hour. While it's cooling, put your chocolate chips into a double boiler (optional) or microwave them as described on the package. Make sure they are hot and melted before you continue.

Having timed the chocolate-melting and ball-cooling perfectly, take out your balls, and using toothpicks, dip them as evenly as possible in the chocolate. Place them bake on the parchment, and let cool for at least an hour in the refrigerator.

Right before the chocolate!

Congratulations! You are now enjoying the BEST edibles on the planet! The batch made 36 rather large balls for me, but you can probably get about 50 if you use a melonballer. I only shared these with a lucky few friends, and they were honored! So there you have it, you can now make "Devil's Red Eyes" and share them with all your stoner friends! This means one challenge down, hundreds to go!

Ganja Baker Extraordinare,

Jason

3 Joints Down..

Weed Consumption: 3 Joints.

Okay, I haven't posted in a while. Jason has been urging me to write a blog post, but I haven't been able to due to finals in school, and my work schedule is bein' a bitch. I don't mind being so busy, but smoking pot while doing it can get a bit risky. I get so fucking lazy. The upside though is when I stop for a couple days I feel so energetic that I get all my shit done on time.

Anyway, new topic!

I want to bring in the matter of SUSHI.

Yes, sushi. Preferably when stoned!

After school one afternoon, Jason and I decided to go on a route and make it to an awesome sushi place closer to where I live (and school is closer to Jason.) On the way, we conquered the art of getting lost after two joints and a few cigarettes. The weather also was kinda pissy at us and poured the entire time. Come to find out, the sushi place that we couldn't find was off of a street with TWO names. One name going one way, and one going down the way we were on. So after we turned around, we realized this and found the place. (It's all because of how the highway is made where I live; it splits off going one direction, but the opposite can't get on that fork of the road. It's so confusing that my stoned mind couldn't figure it out just now.) Anyway, on with the details!

We had three types of sushi:

the california roll – avocado, crab and something else

spicy salmon roll--- salmon, spicy mayo sauce and something else

then this weird roll, which had two types of something I can't remember how to spell, and eggs. (yes. fish eggs.)

For appetizers, we had two eggrolls, seaweed salad and maio soup (my spelling is probably off.)

AND.. all of this was done with chopsticks.

So you see, fellow stoners, J and I accomplished a good stoner achievement: culture craziness-- where you toke it up and find some other culture's food to enjoy while blazed.

Look forward to more munchie tips from us! I plan on telling everyone one of my stoner fettucini recipes and of course the EZ Baked recipe Jason and I will be using later on.

droppin' out

sunny

First Challenges Complete! SRS Business, and Underage B&

It is finally time folks! Sunny and I got together today on our day off to finish up our first poster for the adventure. It turned out amazingly! Check it out below:

Close-up with the Title

Vanna-style, and the big picture

Signed and authored, with progress

With the completion of the list, we knock off our first achievement: SRS Business. It was the original basis for the idea of this blog, and I'm glad I could get the chance to do this!

One down, four hundred and nineteen to go

The next one, and probably the only one we can't give evidence to is Underage B&. Sunny and I are both adults, so we no longer can complete this. However, we both smoked as minors, and that's where we got the lifestyle choices we make from!

Whoooops....

Be sure to stick around, we'll have plenty of updates every week! Here is the permalink to the list:

http://thehighlife80.blogspot.com/2011/04/list-is-here.html

Much love from Sunny and I,

Jason aka El Duderino

The List Is Here!

Hi all! Here is the official list of Stoner Achievements to be completed in the near future. These are the current challenges, and ones that have been completed will be struck out. We will update this list slowly as we go along. So without further ado, the Stoner Achievement List! (The pictures of it so far can be found in other posts, and you can find a specific post about an achievement by searching the name of it in the tags).

EZ-Baked: Make cookies or brownies containing marijuana

Flying Ninja: Smoke outside at night

Nug Ninja: Get blazed atop any restricted building

Day Walker: Smoke outside, in public, in broad daylight

Smooth Criminal: Smoke with a cop in the general vicinity

White Collar Crime: Smoke while walking a dog in a suburban neighborhood

Fruit Roll-up: Buy every flavor of wrap you can find, and roll a joint with each, then smoke

Voice of Reason: Smoke out a straight edge person

*Doctor's Order: Get a medical marijuana license

Pearls Before Swine: Conduct a sale or purchase of marijuana while a police officer is nearby

**Determined: Complete a tolerance break of at least two weeks

** Perseverance: Complete a tolerance break of a month or more

By The Gods...: Smoke some Thor's Hammer

Rehab: Successfully take three shots of vodka in between pipe hits without coughing

***Phew...: Get searched by a cop with at least an ounce on you, and don't get busted

****Woodstock: Smoke freely at a music festival

Rights Holder: While carrying more than an ounce, be stopped by a cop, and walk away freely

El Dorado: Smoke a bowl of Alcapulco Gold

Fire-Pit: Save the roaches from ten dank joints, and roll it all into one huge joint, sprinkled with hash.

SRS Business: Print off a life-size poster of the achievements, and mark off each one as you go along

One Ring To Rule Them All: Blow a perfect smoke ring

Prometheus: Lend a lighter to a friend in need

Tarzan: Smoke a joint while sitting in a tree

Friends With Benefits: Smoke with at least six people you know at the same time

Undercover Brother: Go to work stoned

Arctic Fires: Smoke Northern Lights

Visiting the Grandparents: Smoke Grand Daddy Purp

Jacking Off: Smoke Jack Herer and Purple Haze in a blunt

^Fruit of the Loom: Smoke any strain of: blueberry, mango, strawberry, and pineapple in a hookah at the same time

Unleash the Beast: Drink a Green Dragon

It's Not A Microphone: Get busted by your friends for holding the joint and talking

Underage B&: Toke up as a minor

Passing The Knowledge: Go to class stoned

Shotgun Wedding: Smoke out a weed virgin using only second-hand smoke

The Bad Choice: Smoke right before a BBQ

One Million Miles High: Get super baked and have sex

Party Foul: Spill the bong water

Green Gills: Drink the bong water

The Chiba Chef: Cook an entire Thanksgiving dinner (or something similar) while smoking

The Rick Moranis: Watch Honey I Shrunk The Kids, Space Balls, and Ghostbusters all in one sitting, adding a joint or two to each movie.

***FUUUUUUUUUU- : Get your weed apprehended by the police.

Chillin' With Jimi: Smoke Purple Haze while listening to Jimi Hendrix

Finishing Spidey's Work: Smoke Green Goblin

Medicine Man: Sell three or more strains of medical marijuana at once

Doctors Without Borders: Sell weed and move onto additionally providing other substances at the same time

Keep It Tight: Roll a blunt that lasts over twenty minutes

***Dingo Ate My Baby: Police apprehend your piece right after it was named

The Mummy: Smoke a blunt without an outer leaf, use rolling papers instead

Dishonest Doobie: Smoke a joint wrapped in an outer leaf

Rugged Smoker: Take and smoke on a hiking/camping trip

Surf 'n' Turf: Smoke on a beach

I'm On A Boat: Smoke on a yacht

Dodging The Bullet: Smoke in a country where it is the death penalty for possession

Back on the Track: Smoke on the joiner between two train cars while the train is in motion

The Sloth: Wake and bake, and any time you sense you are less stoned, smoke again. You must sit around and watch TV or eat, but you cannot go outside unless it is onto your porch or backyard.

The Joker: You and your friends laugh so hard that you can't take a hit for more than a minute

The Clever Thief: Smoke up with someone you secretly are mad at, and pocket a bowl or two without them noticing

The Camberwell Carrot: Roll a joint utilizing no less than twelve papers

Employee of the Month: Smoke weed while at work

Goldfish Award: Hot box your car until you can't see shit

True Hotboxer: Hot box in a sauna or steam room, just to feel the incredible relief when stepping out

The Terry Shiavo: Smoke an eighth in eight minutes or less

Just Like Old Times: Smoke with someone eighty or older

MacGyver: Create a smoking device using only household materials

*We're going to have to find a substitute for this, as we both already have licenses.

**Determined/Perseverance are going to be our last goals on this board (save for a few special ones) in order to give us time to prepare our next segment, and make sure we NEVER STOP GETTING HIGH.

***This is most likely going to stay uncrossed forever, as we don't seek out conflicts with the police. However, we're including it for the future possibility that it may happen before the list is complete. Who knows?

****Sunny and I are attending Kanrocksas in August, so this is going to have to stay on the board for a bit (all alone, poor thing!), but we won't forget about it!

^We also plan on flavoring our own weed, and teaching you how to do it too! So this means it could just be reg, or mids, but it will definitely have some flavor!

Challenges Completed so far: 5 / 420

Challenges Posted on Board: 65 / 420

Net Progress to Completion: 1.2%