Well, it is 3 April 2008 and I am sitting here at my keyboard properly medicated, listening to the Doors when a remarkable thing took place. It wasn't an epiphany or anything. Some may ask, "Herb, whatcha been putting in that pipe?" Others may say, "There goes Herb again," or "He definitely has broken on through to the other side." Oh, by the way, my psychiatrist told me yesterday that my forgetfulness is being brought on by my cannabis. Why I brought that up,...

Well, I made canna oil Saturday morning before bed and made Quazee Rabbit Carrot Cake Saturday night. The cake is delicious and really gets you baked. Three fourths of the cake is sitting there in the kitchen, even as I type, calling my name and tempting me. I am going to try to hold off until midnight to eat another piece. I slept 9 hours today without even rolling over. It was really good sleep. I wish I had some mature cannabis smoking friends to come over for coffee and cake. I broke...

Well, my arthritis is killing me so I had to take a break from trimming this LR2 to be hung and dried.

I need Pete here to help. I know his hands must work well to do his wonderful hemp art.

Well, my arthritis in my hands is terribly painful today. Hurts typing, but I just medicated myself and will administer another bowl shortly. It is a shame that everyone with pain issues don't have access to cannabis.

Well, it was around 3 a.m. on Monday morning and my belly was a growling like an ol' grizzly bear. I remembered there was some left over pork roast in the frig and I set off to make a big pan of pork fried rice. It was ready about 4 a.m. and my wife was up and preparing to go to work. She's a baker. She has a big plate of pork fried rice and heads off to bake. After she left, I took a shower and returned to the kitchen. There was another dirty plate with some pork fried rice remnants. My...