My brother's a doctor, and he's pretty alarmed by the situation with recreational cannibis, mostly because there's no dosage regulation. As a result you get people who really fuck themselves up by doing what Dowd did, or who used to smoke dope and are now trying it again, not understanding the much increased potency of the strains.
I think we have a way to go before we get good regulation of what a single dose is, and how it can be calculated and its effects predicted. Possibly legalization should have required that first, before just opening up the market...
The storm last night created a massive sinkhole in front of my salon in Ellicott City. As in, the sidewalk is GONE down to basement floor level. Reports that some diners had to move to the 3rd floor to escape floodwaters in restaurants further down the street.
Also, my cats are assholes who woke me up at 5:30 am.
News is currently saying my salon may not be salvageable, foundation gone.
Wow, sarameg, how awful!
That sounds amazing, aurelia.
Bummer about the edible, meara.
unfortunately came away with achievable life goals.
Tell me more about achievable life goals and how they are unfortunate.
I am having blueberries for breakfast, coincidentally. Yum.
Yikes, sara!
All I want to eat right now is corn, tomatoes, and blueberries. I enjoy summer produce, at least.
Less enjoyable is the fact that it is cool and rainy outside, but still hot hot hot in my apartment. I'm opening all possible windows, but really wish I could leave the back door open. I'm concerned about the cat-proof-ness of the porch back there, so.
Oh sarameg, how awful and scary for them. Best wishes for them going forward.
Neat, aurelia! Jealous!
Sorry the edibles were disappointing, meara. I haven't had edibles since sometime in the 70s. Only the medical variety is allowed now in Florida, but my neurologist is perfectly okay with me self medicating so I didn't request a prescription.
That's awful, Sarameg.
I just happened to be the only one in that tour time- slot. And the only one on the bus going up to the house. The bus driver told me I was getting a $750 tour for my $25 ticket. We ran into two other tour groups of 2 each, so I guess it was just a slow time. I did the Upstairs Rooms tour and the guide kept saying "since it's just us... and taking me further into the rooms than normally allowed. She also showed me a couple of the rooms from the downstairs tour. It was very cool.
Now I'm at Ragged Point looking at the combo of fog and smoke and wondering if my plans for today are going to be thwarted by the fire north of Big Sur.
