Should this be listed under things to do while high?
There’s no need to review this lovely, holistic collection. We’ll let this clip speak for itself:
What is there beyond knowing that keeps calling to me? I can’t turn in any direction but it’s there. I don’t mean the leaves’ grip and shine or even the thrush’s silk song, but the far-off fires, for example, of the stars, heaven’s slowly turning theater of light, or the wind playful with its breath; or time that’s always rushing forward, or standing still in the same—what shall I say—moment.
What I know I could put into a pack as if it were bread and cheese, and carry it on one shoulder, important and honorable, but so small! While everything else continues, unexplained and unexplainable. How wonderful it is to follow a thought quietly to its logical end. I have done this a few times. But mostly I just stand in the dark field,in the middle of the world, breathing in and out. Life so far doesn’t have any other name but breath and light, wind and rain. If there’s a temple, I haven’t found it yet. I simply go on drifting, in the heaven of the grass and the weeds.
It’s too bad Dubai imprisons you mercilessly if you ever get caught with weed. Their fountains sure are cool.
Tracking A ‘Sisterhood’ Of Traveling Ants
Perfect for: Geeking Out
To Be Used: For Research When Writing Aliens 7
If you don’t think ants are interesting, you might change your mind. In Mark Moffett’s new book, you learn that ant colonies developed coordinated labor forces and cultivated their own food millions of years before we did.
So began an excellent hour of really mind-blowing stuff about ants. You know, I’ve never really given a shit about bugs, but I was sitting on the bus listening to this thing and the whole time, I just kept being like, holy fuckin’ Jesus!
Thank God these creatures are smaller than my thumb, because if they were even as big as, say, cats, we’d be in a lot trouble.
Case in point: they talked about a war—an ant fucking war—that’s been waging between two different colony-nations, the front lines of which extends the entire length of California. Apparently, millions upon millions of sentinels are sacrificing their lives every day as they battle for territory.
If you like alien movies, you’ll definitely like hearing about the exploits and savagery of these lil fuckers.
Have a favorite podcast? Let us know in the comments or submit a post. Photo by Rustedt B. Rovillos.
This American Life - 443 Amusement Park
Perfect for: Nostalgic Stoners
To Be Used: En Route to the Job You Hate.
I’m fond of telling people that at one time in my life, I was a professional actor. It’s true, but not in the cool way. When I was 15, I worked at an amusement park. Three times a day, we would don this terrible 60’s beachwear, hooked up to a pair of terrible speakers, and perform this retro beach variety show ala Frankie and Annette.
If history was rewritten, I’d say it was the summer of my life. I’d say I got laid a lot and spent the time between our shows getting stoned and going down the water slides. But, unfortunately, it wasn’t anywhere near that cool.
This week’s This American Life brought me right back to those glory days of youth. The whole episode takes place at an amusement and listening to the stories of young people and immature managers who fucking love their jobs is really awesome.
This American Life - 443 Amusement Parks
Perfect for: Nostalgic Stoners
To Be Used: En Route to the Job You Hate.
Photo by Todd Klassy.
Sativaspeed asks:
Does anyone know of some dispensaries in the LA/San Fernando area that have a large selection of sativas? If you couldn’t tell from my url, i’m definitely a sativa kind of girl and i find that most clubs have a lot of indicas and hybrids and maybe one or two straight sativas. frustrating! help me ouuut. :)
Anyone know anything?
The fear that I will see the same thing as this man right before I die has motivated more decisions than I can count in the last 10 years.
“This is the worst mariachi music I have ever heard. Also, the whale poops at 1:05.”
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Don’t be fooled, fellow Stoners. This has nothing to do with the television series the screen grab implies, which is how I got sucked into watching it on youtube in the first place.
Still. It was something of a lucky find.
When you hear the words film school, it’s music videos like this that come straight to mind what with the college-aged actors, the self-indulgent, presentational shots, and the dramatic story lines. There is, however, something about this little production that’s kind of eloquent. I loved, for instance, the deflated balloons in the opening sequence.
I probably would have ditched the song and the girl. Neither really work. But what does work is how the thing looks. It’s beautiful in a “look me, I went to film school” kind of way.
We get it, you know what a light kit is.
So watch it with the sound off—or maybe put this music on instead—and keep your thumb close to your eye, so you can mask the girl’s face out of the picture. It’s not that she’s ugly. She’s just sort of uninteresting.
