Archive for February, 2006

Aparently the fine men of the US military are bored today, and this site is evidently one of the temporary remedies they utilize. I’ve had dozens of .mil hits today. I’m thrilled to have the readers, but I’m alarmed at the thought of stoners “defending me from the ‘terrists’” as King George II says.

Marijuana kind of eliminates that “killer instinct, doesn’t it? I mean “Hey bro, do you wanna go shoot a bunch of brown people, or would you rather just go smoke a joint?” A bunch of hippies fighting to ensure that we get to burn up all the fossil-fuels first, ironic, eh? I picture this army of bearded men dressed in loose-fitting robes… oh wait, that’s what “the bad guys” look like.

Fashion and hygeine aside, potheads aren’t exatcly known as fierce warriors… and they’re not motivated enough to raise an army. The world’s oldest pothead group, the assassins, recognized the effects of their drug of choice. Those were some smart potheads. They knew they could never motivate an army, but one guy could easily be manipulated to take on the task of eliminating an enemy… And bring back funions and slurpees.

Do you think military pilots ever chief a few one-hitters before headin’ out to drop a payload? “Dude, is that the building we’re supposed to bomb?” “Man, I’ve got some serious vertigo!” “Holy shit dude, I’m like flying and stuff!” I can hear conversations between pilot and co-pilot. “Dude-bro, I’m gonna do a loop-the-loop!” “wanna do bong-rips at 10,000 feet?” “Got any febreeze?”

If our armed forces are busy pulling bingers and reading this site, who’s protecting me from those dangerous mexicans who want lawn-care jobs? Who’s going to stop the spread of the New-New Testament (Islam)? Who’s going to make sure that it’s an uber-affluent American who rips me off at the gas-pumps instead of a rich foreign guy?

Of course I kid. I appreciate the fine job we’re doing of keeping the fighting in someone else’s backyard. I’m a light sleeper and mortar fire would really make for a cranky Chronic come morning… er noon.

Dear Sir Or Madam

Posted by Chronic on February 21st, 2006

Do you ever get e-mails written in foriegn languages? Recently I’ve recieved a flood of e-mails written in what I assume is Arabic. I’ve been too lazy to translate them, but I have developed a form-letter response:

Dear Sir or Madam,

I was unable to understand your recent correspondence.

If you’re preaching the overthrow of the U.S. government while that may seem like a nice idea, it requires far more effort than I’m willing to exert. You may not realize it, but I have 200 channels, and an endless supply of junk-food… and when I’m not busy stuffing my face with chemical-laced processed pork products or staring thoughtlessly at the television, I’m busy working to have enough money to purchase the latest electronic gadget that I don’t need!

If you’re trying to convert me to Islam, it might interest you to know that I spend a good ammount of my time bitching about how Christianity has too many harsh rules for my taste. Truth be told, I don’t even wash my hands after I pee.

If you’re trying to sell me a product… maybe I’ll buy it, but you’re gonna have to tell me what it is in English, and it’ll have to be cheap and useful… or you’ll have to pitch it again when I’m high. (Americans are the world’s leading drug consumer.)

If you’re asking me to give money to an organization, I’ll give everything I own, if you’ll make an equal donation to the “help a pothead have more fun fund”.

If you’re pushing penis pills or pumps……. who told you? Seriously, it was cold, it was raining…

If you’re looking for a bank account to help you transfer the money confiscated from your late client or father the politician, I don’t have one, but the tellers at my employer’s bank recognize me! They’re awfully nice. They give me suckers every time I go in, and I’m not even their customer! That’s service!

If you’re interested in saving money on your long-distance bill, press 1. If you’d like to be placed on the do-not call list, please stay on the line for a customer representative.

If you’re a Middle Easterner trying to flee an oppressive theocracy… I’d recommend Australia or Canada….

Your Pal,

Chronic T. Hedgehog

Mashups, The New Hottness!

Posted by Ask A Pothead on February 21st, 2006

When done right, mashups are pretty good. i personally prefer doing a mashup vinyl to vinyl WHILE i’m dj-ing via dj p or dj z-trip…it’s a little more gratifying and a lot more difficult to do, but when it’s live it’s fucking HOT!

i was recently sent to these sites by a fellow dj here in kansas city who’s done some remixes of My Life With The Thrill Kill Kult named Ebon. here’s the stuff i really enjoyed.

from www.rebeldjs.com

A + D “An Honest MIA (The Bravery Vs. M.I.A.)”

MIA is an Indonesian rapper who’s just been thrown out in the last couple of years due to her mixtape with a dj named Diplo. The mixtape is called “Piracy Funds Terrorism” and the shit is hot. find it and download it. either way, you know the Bravery (pseudo new wave band that just came out recently too)…good stuff, but only appreciated if you know both bands.

A + D “Beethoven’s Fifth Golddigger (Kanye Vs. Walter Murphy)”

everyone knows the classic disco remake of Beethoven’s “Fifth Symphony”, but here the accapella of Kanye West’s “Golddigger” is laid over the top and makes this disgustingly sweet. i hate Kanye, but this is crazy hot.

A + D “Behind These Canonball Eyes (Kelly Clarkson Vs. The Breeders)”

the breeders (great old alternative band from the 90’s featuring a member of the newly revamped Pixies) vs. Kelly Clarkson of American Idol fame. all i can say is, download this from the site. it’s absurdly good.

A + D “I’m Really Hot Hot Hot (Missy Elliot Vs. The Cure)”

Missy Elliot accapella over The Cure’s “Hot Hot Hot”…i really don’t have to say anymore. i’ve heard a lot of stuff by the cure remixed and this is pretty good.

A + D “Real Big Time (Mannie Fresh Vs. Peter Gabriel Vs. Jean Knight)”

southern crunk meets mid 80’s and 90’s music man. way hot. Mannie’s vocals sound immediate over Peter Gabriel’s “Big Time” and give an already dope track some extra UNF!

you can hear EVERY ONE OF THESE SONGS IN THEIR ENTIRETY at www.rebeldjs.com. they should be on the left side of the website and they’re free. check these out. you may end up hearing someone play them live at your next night out on the town. everyone’s doin them these days, but i thought these were pretty tasty. enjoy.

Written by Bucho

I think I’m being monitored… and not by the government. (Well, of course they’re watching me too, but they don’t really concern me too much.) Hightimes is watching.

I first noticed when I commented on a myspace profile for superkala records. Myspace.com/superkalarecords If you click that link and scroll down to the comments section, you can see that high times posted 6 hours after I did. I later found that ask the pot snob is a new feature at high times…

And every time I go to load a bowl there’s less pot in my bag than the last time I checked! If it’s not hightimes, who’s stealing my pot? Was it Colonel Mustard in the library with the hammer? I’d actually composed a list of 38 reasons why Colonel Mustard couldn’t have been responsible, but I’ll spare you the details and just say that at this time he’s no longer a suspect. We are looking for a middle-eastern man with a beard who may have been spotted with a bomb in his turban. (was that in poor taste?) I believe he responds to the name “Jesus” but then again I may be getting my super-heroes mixed up. (was that in poorer taste?) Anyway, some dirty bearded hippy is stealing my stuff…. ewww, I sure hope it’s beard hair that I found.

Telling this story reminds me of another story that was based on a third story, but that’s unimportant… it ended with a guy smoking a joint laced with cheyenne pepper, and contained short scenes that involved wild deer, imported beer, and french rap music (but not necessarily in that order). Back to the point at hand. I wish i knew what it was. Tune in tomorrow for more random crap that leaves you unsure of how to react!

25 Stoner Favorites

Posted by Ask A Pothead on February 18th, 2006

After being proded via myspace by chronic,he called me a monkey stoner or something, but since im broke im just gunna take a few rips off my fav. peice. and give a list of my favorite movies as of right now. (new and old, anything ive watched lately.) so putting on sublime, to fit the stero-type, i first loaded my bong with swag. then thankfully after smoking that my friend came by with some chronic, and we smoked two bowls of that a peice now. so heres the list.

25.Spy who shagged me “oh no… ive gone cross eyed”
24.Wedding Crashers “She was my first asian!”
23.Up in Smoke … cheech funny….
22.Orange County ” dude can i borrow your piss?”
21.School of Rock “Thats so punk rock….”
20.40 year old virgin “I hope you have a big trunk.”
19.Old School “Your my boy BLUE!”
18.Dodgeball”Your adopted your parents dont love you”
17.Anchorman “Looks like we have a bilingual bloodfest”
16.Zoolander “Who am I?” “I Don’t Know”
15.Office Space “Excuss me may I have my stapler now”
14.Waterboy “C-Captain Insan-o s-shows no mercy!”
13.Van Wilder”MAIL IT IN! MAIL IT IN!”
12.Team America …Fuck Yeah!
11.Shaun of the dead “I love his mom shes like butta!”
10.Tommy Boy “Alphalpha or Spanky? Sinner..”
9.Lock, Stock, & Two Smoking Barrels “Zee Germans?”
8.Big Labowski John Goodman and crazy eyes!
7.Friday “Nigga its friday! you aint got shit to do!”
6.Harold & Kumar “EXTREME CHEDDER!”
5.Snatch “Zee Germans Tommy?”
4.Stewie Griffin Movie “Would you shave my coin purse?”
3.Sin City … Marv was a badass…. poor hobbit.
2.Super Troopers “I don’t want a large farva!”
1.Half Baked … you all know funions sound really good when your stoned! the best portrayl of stoners and potheads alike, ever.

Written by Cannabis John

Gay Marriage

Posted by Ask A Pothead on February 16th, 2006

Special rights. The gay agenda. Gay rights. These are all phrases spoken by people who don’t know or can’t remember what the basic ideals were when this country was founded by the framers of the Constitution. They are neither lofty, nor utopian, but rather what is ingrained into every human soul at the moment of cognizance. To strip away these fundamental abstracts is to strip away everything that is good about this country, everything about Democracy in and of itself.

There are people out there who wish to make amendments to our Constitution that integrate a form of bigotry or intolerance, such as the Federal Marriage Amendment, which prevents the marriage of a man and a man or a woman and a woman outright. “The Thirteenth Amendment abolished slavery, the Fourteenth ensured all Americans equal protection under the laws, the Fifteenth provided voting rights regardless of race or previous condition of servitude, the Nineteenth guaranteed voting rights for women…the Twenty-Fourth eliminated discriminatory poll taxes in federal elections…” (1) Not one of these amendments prevented any one race, sex, or person of differing sexuality the same rights afforded to other citizens of this country. They only expanded on the ones already in place, but the people who have forgotten why America is such a free country will change that if given the chance.

The Fourteenth Amendment specifically states in the Equal Protection Clause that “no state shall…deny to any person within its jurisdiction the equal protection of the laws.” (2) This means that no state has the right to take away the freedom of one group while completely stripping away the same freedom from another. We would then find ourselves completely unbalanced and un-American if we were to allow this, not to mention wholeheartedly ignoring our Constitution. The arguments in favor of regulating marriage to be between a man and a woman are numerous, but none hold up to the Constitution.

The first and most prevalent (at least with the religious conservatives) is that it goes against God’s law and the Bible. While respecting all religions without nationalizing one over all the others (another ideal of our founding fathers), this argument assumes that everyone is a Christian or that their specific religions are against homosexuality in any form. “Not all religions have a problem with homosexuality; many sects of Buddhism, for example, celebrate gay relationships freely and would like to have the authority to make them legal marriages. In that sense, their religious freedom is being infringed.” (3)

Many people feel that same-sex marriages would destroy or lessen the current institution of marriage, so it’s interesting to note that “nearly half of all marriages end in divorce” according the 2000 US Census Bureau of Household and Family Statistics. If half of straight couples can’t keep their marriages together without this amendment, what good is this argument in favor of the amendment? It would seem fairly obvious that homosexual marriages weren’t praised for the half that worked, so why should it be blamed for the half that didn’t work? The bottom line is that this argument is ridiculous at best.

Another good argument (and by good, I mean laughable) is in regards to the “opening of floodgates” into marriages involving humans and animals. “Gay marriage has been legal in Denmark since 1989. A survey conducted in 1995 indicated that 89 percent of the Dutch clergy now admit that the law is a good one and has had many beneficial effects, including a reduction in suicide, a reduction in the spread of sexually transmitted diseases and in promiscuity and infidelity among gays.” (3) So, the law in Denmark had worked for 6 years and still, 16 years later, there is absolutely no record whatsoever of any legal marriages occurring between a man and an animal or a woman and an animal.

Having numerous friends who are gay, I talked to a few who were in relationships. Two of my friends plan on having their own small ceremony for themselves and our group of friends. One of their main concerns deals with serious illnesses and their ability to be with the other should an emergency arise. If Partner A had to be admitted to the hospital, Partner B would not be allowed into his hospital room due to the wording of these amendments and bills being passed. Since Partner B is technically not a member of the family, according to the law, his presence is not a necessity in the hospital room. This goes for property rights as well. If the two of them had bought a house or have been making payments on it for ten years, in the event of one of their deaths, the deceased’s family gets all rights to the property. This leaves the deceased’s loved one with no home even though they had shared in the payments and general upkeep in the home. This has even been known to completely circumvent the most stringent and careful writing of wills, which leads us to the most important issues of the gay family. The family unit itself.

They say ‘Only heterosexuals can make good parents,’ or ‘A family isn’t a family with two members of the same sex as heads of the household.’ Actually, “studies have shown that children are more influenced by their interactions with their parents, than by their sexual orientation. With this in mind, the American Association of Pediatrics supports gay and lesbian couples adopting children.” (5)

As of 2002, a study done by the Dave Thomas Foundation for Adoption found that “nearly 40% of American adults, or 81.5 million people, have considered adopting a child. If just one in 500 of these adults adopt, all of the 134,000 children in foster care waiting for adoption would have permanent loving families.” (6) One out of every five hundred people adopting would be able to give a child a family. That’s vastly more important than keeping someone from adopting simply due to their sexuality especially considering who some of these hopeful parents are: knowledgeable leaders in the child development industry.

“To categorically deny gay people the chance to be foster parents accomplishes nothing beyond making it harder to place the nearly 2,000 foster children in need of permanent homes in Missouri. Every mainstream child advocacy and mental health organization is opposed to foster care policies that ban lesbians and gay men, because such bans serve only to hurt children who need homes.” (7) This was stated by Julie Brueggemann, who is the Executive Director of PROMO, Missouri’s statewide lesbian, gay, bisexual and transgender rights organization.

She spoke in defense of Lisa Johnston, who applied to become a foster parent with her partner Dawn Roginski and was denied only because of her lesbianism. Not only is this asinine because it’s wrong, but Johnston holds a degree in Human Development and Family with an emphasis on child development. She’s been to a higher level of education dealing directly with children and their development, so she knows what she’s talking about, yet is unfit to be a parent due to her sexuality. On this particular matter, it’s not the possible adoptive parents who lose, it’s the children in need of good homes. Just think, 1 in 500 would give every child a home and a family to be a part of, but we’d rather sacrifice the welfare of thousands upon thousands of foster children just to write intolerance into our Constitution.

As you can see, many of these arguments absolutely cannot stand up on their own. Together, they smack of personal bias, revulsion, and outright intolerance with disregard for facts, figures and the truth, but there is still the matter of constitutionality. Federally amending our Constitution to prevent a person from enjoying the same rights as everyone else is not progress, in fact it’s exactly the opposite. When we let ourselves be blinded by our own prejudices, we forget exactly what is right and wrong. Our forefathers knew the difference and that’s exactly why they founded this country with an umbrella of freedoms for everyone to enjoy, not just the few. They named us the United States of America, not the United Straights of America.

1.) http://www.aclu.org/LesbianGayRights…ID=15175&c=101
2.) http://www.wikipedia.org/wiki/Equal_Protection_Clause
3.) http://www.bidstrup.com/marriage.htm
4.) http://www.womedia.org/taf_statistics.htm
5.) http://www.lesbianlife.about.com/cs/…adoption_2.htm
6.) http://www.statistics.adoption.com/i…tatistics.html
7.) http://www.aclu.org/LesbianGayRights…ID=18799&c=104

Written by Bucho

CAM: G.I.M. Therapy

Posted by Ask A Pothead on February 16th, 2006

Cam, I’m assuming is a Kansas City rapper. From the 913 area code, so I’m guessin the Kansas side. It’s hard for me to really get into this style of hip hop because it’s too synthy for me. The production itself isn’t bad, but I’m one of those cats that prefers a warm analog sound as opposed to the digital sound in my hip hop.

The echoed handclaps caught my ear. It’s a nice effect, but Cam or his producer use it entirely too much in the four tracks posted on his myspace. The flows are good, the lyrics are average, but his voice doesn’t strike me. Some people have it (see: Guru, Q-tip, Dre, Imani), some people don’t and sometimes that’s what pushes an artist further.

3.5 out of 5 joints. Less synth, more warmth and I think this shit could be mad hot.
Cam’s stuff can be heard here: Cam’s MySpace

Written by Bucho

“Wiggaz”

Posted by Chronic on February 8th, 2006

It was another random cruise of cyberspace. I was rollin’ along in my e-cadi, bumpin’ Tupac, and blowin’ hydro. On this particular cruise I found myself in the internet’s barrio. (It’s cool, yo hablo espanol.) I was perusing the Carlos Mencia Forums and came across a thread titled “Wiggaz”. As someone who could have once been described as one, I felt it necessary to read the whole thread.

The participants all seemed pretty wishy-washy and tried to separate “wiggaz” into two categories. There’s a slim minority among the “wigga” population that is deserving of respect. These crackas grew up in a ghetto and actually interact more often with minorities than with other whites. The vast majority of “wiggaz” however are regarded as being wannabes or posers. It is this judgement that bothered me.

I’m no longer a practicing wigga. I gave it up when rap got boring. I call it boring because seemingly overnight (somewhere right before the turn of the millenium) rap went from being about things that were exciting to my sheltered suburban-ass like pimpin’ hoes, slinging drugs, and drive-by shootings to being about things that every suburban kid knew and took for granted like big screen TVs, luxury cars, and swimming pools. It seems the lyrics are only as exciting as the environment in which they were written, because the stories of sitting in a nice house, eating nice food and being generally successful just aren’t entertaining to me. I think that most of the original “wiggaz”, or O.W.’s as we call ourselves moved on from hip-hop 5-7 years ago when this trend began to truly dominate the genre.

The bling-phenomenon attracted a new kind of fan… “The New-school-wigga” these guys were still listening to country and sportin’ wrangler jeans when gangsta rap came out, but were attracted to the aforementioned bling concept. (Of course swimmin’ pools and movie stars were gonna get the attention of the beverly hillbillies. whodathunk?!) It was no longer the affluent white suburban kids who were buying out the hip-hop section, it was the trailer park kids.

The “Wiggaz” you see today are almost exclusively of this latter breed, and the differences between these two breeds should be noted. A rich kid from the ‘burbs isn’t trying to act hard, he wants to sell enough drugs to his friends to get his for free, and have fun until he’s old enough to access his trust fund. The trailer park wigga is a more complicated diagnosis… He’s just as poor as the thugs he emulates, and his white trash roots guarantee a degree of familiarity with firearms. He’s just as likely as his project-dwelling counter-part to have family in prison, and the education in his district is probably comparable to that of the inner-city. The similarities between this wigga and those he immitates end only at skin-color and skull shape. Ironically it’s racism that prevents him from being part of the group to which he so desperately longs to belong.

my personal favorite stoner/hangover cure recipe:

Posted by Ask A Pothead on February 6th, 2006

THE MEAL

12 eggs (depending on how many people are eating)
2 tubes of Grands Biscuits
1 package of bacon
1/2 package of little smokies
2 packets of gravy (add more milk than water for thickness)
1 onion
1 green pepper
1 bag of mozzarella cheese (shredded)
1 bag of cheddar cheese (shredded)
some form of potato (hash browns, home fried, etc…whatever your choice)

begin cooking gravy.

cut up onion, green pepper and lil smokies into bite sized portions while cooking bacon. when bacon is done, cut it up the same way. crack eggs into beater bowl and whisk until everything is mixed. add cut up ingredients to whisked eggs. scramble in pan.

cook potatoes until golden brown. season according to taste.

bake biscuits, leave out to cool.

when potatoes are done, put them on each serving plate. cover potatoes with both cheeses and gravy.

when the eggs are finished cooking, add them to the top of the potato/gravy/cheese concoction. top again with more cheese and more gravy. cut biscuits in two and put both halves on top of entire plate.

enjoy.

seriously, i made this for 10 people who passed out at my place last NYE and EVERYBODY ended up passing out where they finished eating. they all groaned in pleasure at the same time too.

***i recommend whoever is making this to be drinking a top shelf vodka on ice as well, as that’s the only way i cook breakfast.

Written by Bucho

Government-Sponsored Weed Pharmacies

Posted by Chronic on February 5th, 2006

Don’t get your hopes up… It’s a Dutch thing.

Renowned for it’s pot-friendly policies, Holland has long-been regarded by stoners as an ideal-vacation destination. Amsterdam, the nation’s largest city, is considered by many to be the pothead equivalent of Mecca. Appropriately a pothead pilgrimage occurs every year for the cannabis cup, but it appears the truly devout stoners will have to pay homage at another site.

Citing the mediocre quality of coffee house pot, city officials in Groningen, Holland’s 7th largest city, along with The Foundation for Medical Cannabis Netherlands and the Office of Medicinal Cannabis (an actual Duth government office) are supervising the opening of the nation’s first pharmacy dedicated exclusively to purpose of providing premium quality marijuana for pain relief.

Look at that, it almost resembles a news article.

Another letter from the old stoner. (Think he can keep up this pace?)

Posted by Ask A Pothead on February 1st, 2006

Hey dudes, what’s happening!

I was just sitting back cleaning out some new fresh stuff and wishing I had some of my old toys from days gone past. I had what was labeled a ‘Mari-Gen’. It was used for cleaning out your smoke. It was kinda like a squirrel cage with a container inside that held the rough stuff. As you spun the squirrel cage, the clean stuff would sift out of the holes. Being the brainiac I am (at least while stoned) I figured I would put my roach stone (remember these?) in with it and help crush up some of the buds. Worked great but eventually it wore out. Like everything usually does. Now I need to find a good coffee grinder.

Does anybody out there remember any of the old stuff?

Does anybody wonder why they called a water pipe a “bong”?

I did until the first time I tried a 3ft glass pipe. I filled the chamber up to full mast and sucked it all down (”Lung Hacker”) in one deep breath. I was graciously informed that I was gonna ‘die’ as nobody could do a full load. As I exhaled slowly I heard what only could be described as euphoria hitting me square between the eyes “BONG”. I then proceeded to try to expel my lungs out of my mouth while my head was saying… “Kewl - Do it again!”

How about getting a nickel or a dime bag and actually getting enough to have a party on.

Or a 2 finger Lid for $30. (2 fingers thick in a sandwich bag was how much an ounce was)

And actually telling if the smoke you got was from Mexico, Columbia, or the islands instead of “well it’s kinda green and sticky”.

Well, all this thinking is done wore me out. This Old stoner has to go fire up another bowl. Wish someone could come up with the self cleaning bowl. I will have to stop by again and talk more about bongs, pipes and how to make your own. Maybe even tell ya a story of my dear friend “Blue”.

Keep the papers rollin,

The Old Stoner

Written by The Old Stoner