The Senior Stoner

 

Monday Again... Another Blast From My Past..an unsent letter to the ether...I remind me  of the Moody Blues tune..."letters I've written, never meaning to send..." A never published look back! July 3, somewhat of an inauspicious beginning to  a special month. I have certainly been blessed with a long life. Later this week, July 6, I turn 75! Yea me!! (Now 79 AND still lucid... Isn't life strange? ...more Moody Blues! They still work well!) I am almost to a place where I am content and accept my faults and realities.  I'm in Redondo Beach, CA. Hanging out with friends and smoking a lot of pot. Tried vaping THC a bit, must admit, it is convenient but I seem to cough a lot, way too much. I won't be doing it again and can't recommend it; kind of a nasty nuisance from my perspective!  I am and remain a fan of my buds and flowers for joints or pipe smoking. I think, I'm going to look into a good bong at some point soon. A water pipe type maybe...any sugge

 I celebrated my 79th birthday in July so I am as qualified as anyone my age to have picked up some anecdotal and philosophical (perhaps whimsical) observations about being a stoner. Thus, I call myself the Senior Stoner aka The Pub Guy. I will be back soon with my weekly column. This is work in progress but it is long in coming and we have assembled a wealth of information that will enhance our readers ability to appreciate and enjoy the good and better balance the inevitable rough patches.