Hempfest pt. 1

     You have made a series of terrible decisions but let us start with the first one. The first terrible decision that you made on this fine Saturday afternoon on the Seattle waterfront was taking candy from a stranger. Candy with drugs in it, specifically the ganja to match the theme of the day at the festival. Or so you thought.
     Reese's peanut butter cups. A delicious snack, a constant companion and reliable friend that will always have your back no matter what goes down. But what about Reese's peanut butter cups that are infused with a series of seriously lethal hallucinogens that could cause you to do absolutely bonkers activities such as taking a nap on the Ferris wheel, getting your caricature drawn by a street artist or signing up for a subscription-based podcast.
     You pop the first one in your mouth and brace for the impact like when you eat a cookie that has been sitting out on the kitchen counter for a long time and you don't know how long it has been sitting out, maybe even days, but you are going to take a bet on the treat because you are the proud owner of quite the sweet tooth and the not so proud owner of a crippling gambling addiction that has caused you to make the biggest little regret of your life by investing in a timeshare in Reno, Nevada. The nice looking Vietnam veteran who sold you the candy informed you that it would kick it, "when the tide turns". When you pressed him further on the issue, the veteran let you know with a completely straight face that you shouldn't worry about eating for the rest of the day after you have the peanut butter cups because, "you won't be able to feel your face or remember where you put your mind."
     As long as everything goes according to plan, you are about to be in for a wild ride. If the afternoon goes according to the plan of the Vietnam veteran who looks like he created Sons of Anarchy, then so be it. You probably won't recall much other than the fact that you had an awesome time and couldn't feel your face or remember where you put your mind (ah yes, you probably left it in the fishbowl in the foyer that you use for car keys, Burt's Bees chap stick and other nicknacks.) (By the way, I think now is a good time to point out that I had the Vietnam veteran with the fishbowl in the foyer so I win that game of Clue.)

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