Tuesday, October 14, 2014
My Dearest Los Angeles,
Hey big sexy- it’s me, your love panther, Mary Jane, …rawr.!. The days we are sharing are amazing; think of where we were only a decade ago? I can’t believe we’ve gone this far. Even as happy as I am, I know we have bigger things on the horizon- wink, wink.
Here’s why I think we’re perfect together baby- I hope you agree.
The weather- you know how much I love the outdoors; hiking, biking, kayaking and being really high; all of those things are possible within a short hair-pulling drive. The mountains can be seen from the ocean with the desert nestled into the center like a Labrador Retriever that ate too much sand at the beach. We never have to battle the ice or snow, I don’t care how good Dunkin’ Donuts is, or a flavorful pizza, we’ve got our sunglasses on.
The food- I could write a book on just the amazing Mexican food that has plagued my life like a swarm of black-bean locusts. The willingness to try new things, mix ingredients up and cook like a stoned college student overwhelms the posh foodie scene we have here; and I love it.
Entertainment- Everyone is in the business, so naturally everyone needs to relax. The only way to make weed, snacks and a movie better: is to add more weed.
There’s no coming back- Let’s face it: we set the tone. The country is seeing more and more states reevaluate their arcane marijuana laws, something we’ve been at the helm of. We offer some of the best marijuana in the world, grown by some of the greatest farmers marijuana cultivation has ever seen. There is no longer a marijuana scene, it’s become gentrified and it now the norm: we can love each other in peace.
…We’ve been dating for a while now and I think it’s time we made it legal. In the words of one of our modern day poets: “If you like it, you should put a (smoke) ring on it.”
Love, Mary Jane.
