I powered through, and got some munchies. The high with this strain is very heady, and hits like a train, lasting quite long enough for me. I enjoyed listening to music while I was smoking Blue Dream more than anything else. The cerebral buzz kept me zoned out and jamming pretty hard for the duration of the session.
A good toke silences the world around me and makes it easier to focus in on the content. It keeps my mind from flying off or getting bored. It sparks my immigration as well without taking away my focus from words on the pages.
The scent is citrusy and earthy, but not skunky or overly piney, more along the lines of dry leaves than pine needles. It is aromatic and definitely a pleasant scent, something I don’t mind smelling up the room.
It’s one of the few pieces of stoner philosophy that takes itself just seriously enough to be thought-provoking without trying to tackle something metaphysical. Many attempts at crafting a philosophy around marijuana end up either some offshoot of Rastafarian or totally incomprehensible. We can all relate to having that friend who believes Marijuana can solve all of the world’s problems. At the very least the 420 Code doesn’t make me cringe like.
I picked up an eighth of this strong pineapple scented bud from a local grower. After sampling his wares, including this particular strain, I was more than enthused to partake and give the world my opinions on this slight indica-leaning hybrid.
I’m a pretty frequent cannabis user. Unless I’m on a break I’m lighting up almost all day every day. However my experience with the wake and bake is less positive. After some experimenting with smoking in the morning i’ve almost as a rule cut it out. I can pinpoint 3 reasons i’m not a fan.
Any smoker can notice every network of friends has their own lingo around marijuana use. It’s a bonding experience for groups to exchange their preferred linguistics. The debate generally centers around the use of phrases like “wanna smoke up?”, “I’ll smoke you out” and “let’s smoke down”.