Abusus Non Tollit Usum

Cannabis advisory for Denver Colorado: this summer's most popular flavors are as follows:

ICE - named for la Migra

PurpleXTrainwreck - named for the trainwreck

Western Buddah - named for the satori of sativa

Fayaka - named for the Steel Pulse lyric

Rey and Angie came to visit for the week of the Glorious Fourth and brought this news. They tell me marijuana dispensaries in Denver County now outnumber Starbucks.

And the most unlikely suspects are getting into the business. A guy we know, a fucking teabagging Republican who used to run a private security firm, has gone totally hydroponic. The warehouse he formerly used for housing the tools and implements of the private police business has now been given over to tanks and grow lights and bags of vermiculite and long tables of fragrant budding indica. The minions who formerly jiggled doorknobs and bounced revelers from rodeo beer stubes now patrol the dress-right-dress ranks of hemp stalks for aphids and cutworms.

There may even be some commercial opportunities for old school growers of customary Conejo county Verde Sol, cultivated, in the ancient way, broadcast along the arroyos and canyon watercourses of the Four Corners and dried in adobe sheds that reek of chiles and alfalfa and the earthy tang of Dineh ponies.

Makes my eyes red just thinking about it.