No, this is not a post about judging pots and pans . . .
Sigh . . . How I would have loved to have Jake Browne’s job a decade or so ago.
If you haven’t heard yet, Jake is the pot critic for the Denver Post, which also as a “cannabis editor,” Ricardo Baca, and is searching for a third pot critic, according to an article on the New York Times site quoting Ricardo.
Marijuana has been legal in Colorado since January, 10 months before the state’s attorney general threw in the towel and allowed same-sex couples to get marriage licences.
It tells you where the state’s priorities lie, yes? (But I digress.)
To be truthful, I haven’t heard of many of the types of pot Jake is sampling and reporting about. In the Great White Land — and it’s freakin’ white today — north of the American border, something called “skunk weed” seems to be the pot most people smoke. It’s hydroponic and grown locally, and it smells as bad as its name implies.
I gave up smoking pot about six years ago, but if I lived in Colorado, I would apply for that third job at the Denver Post, because . . . well . . . I am a child of the ’60s — and I think they need a ’60s perspective. But I wouldn’t smoke the stuff, for fear of the damage it might do to my lungs. I would cook a bit, mix it with a spoonful of honey . . . and let it ride. Way better buzz (but I digress again).
Meanwhile, Jake has what many are calling a dream job, and you know it is dreamy . . .
Sweet dreams are made of this . . .