This will be the first Stoner Holiday where I celebrate on the East Coast, USA. Since my relocation from the goldenness of coastal Southern California to the vacationland vistas of costal Southern Maine, I’m feeling pretty fine. Ocean to ocean, beauty to beauty. A huge fog-bank of gratitude floats above me. It’s that or a towering billow of cannabis smoke. Either way, like 2011 Charlie Sheen, I seem to be winning.

Since the 2010 inception of Marijuana Movie Night, I’ve cruised countless California dispensaries to feel the love for 4/20. I was ready to blow whatever money on a selection of hundreds of consumer manifestations in marijuana. I’ve had years of medical cards before the California recreation days of 2018. My vape devices have exponentially improving tech, getting smaller and better.

I might have smoked some reefer as this East Coast Project chapter in MMNight begins. My first few hits of pot tasted like high school. Back in the day, you bought $10 dime bags and hoped what was in them got you high. Before there was anything resembling the chronic, you might gets a lung full of burning sticks, seeds. You didn’t always know what you were getting. Sativa? What the fuck is that? Indica? Where in the world is that? When glancing backwards, life appears different. Time is the original prankster.

The world circles our sun in its arc. The playing field of existence changes second by second. Reality is only fixed in the mind. So we might think. Here is one offered reality. The perception of 420 in 2034 will not look anything like it does today. A note to all time travelers coming to visit from the past or the future: Almost half of America’s state governments sell drugs like cannabis. What a time to be alive! However, curb that enthusiasm because now somebody thinks its cool to puts drugs in the drugs. So you have to test your shit before you do it or else you die. The new Russian roulette isn’t fun.

Currently, the cannabis industry is struggling to stay alive, but damn, the product available and the innovative is hella incredible. Life is good for the weed imbiber. Smoke it, eat it, shatter or dab it. I’m living for the good shit as I dodge the killer drugs. 4twenty 4ever! Make good decisions. Be safe. Watch films. Listen to music. Live.