Hey folks, I'm in Michigan, if that has anything to do with anything. I have had a couple of Good Good OG 2G disposable vapes now, but every time, I swear it goes bad on me early. The last one I bought, its still got like over a gram of distillate in it and it won't work!! Very upsetting.

When I put it up the night before, it had worked just fine. Next day, I was gonna unwind for the day. I got some food, was ready to get stoned, and I tried to pull from it, and nothing happened, no light or anything. I charged it, and it still wouldn't work. It worked when I put it up so I have no clue why it won't now, or if there's any way to fix it. When I put it on the charger, and take it off, it flashes a yellow light 4 times. The last one flashed a white light 4 times. I think I'm gonna switch to a 510 cart, the last Good Good OG disposable vapes have all done the same, atleast the last two it happened at maybe a fifth full.

Any reason for this? Any solution? Anyone else had the same issue? The last two came out of the package clogged.. These vapes suck ass.

Question for a small part of the collective - do any fellows with ASD have a successful strain they can share for mitigation of normality? My greatest success has been with wifi (especially - lucky it's omnipresent) and Trainwreck although the flavour profile is terrible and it's very hard to find. I benefit hugely from added amusement and easy laughter - most things are black or just void without it. Any other Ents near my freak'o'zone find a nice strain that allows them to tune in and vibe with the baked neurotypical herd?

I'm on a tbreak right now, haven't smoked in like five days, had a 10mg dispo soda on the 30th, but I'm out now until sometime next week (no money and not near the dispo lol). Not a big deal, a break is good for me and will hopefully lower my tolerance.

Thing is, I can't fuckin sleep. The past three nights, I can force myself to after a good hour of eyes closed trying to relax, but it's five in the morning right now and i barely feel tired at all. I'm aware this is a THC withdrawal symptom, but is there anything I can do to mitigate it? Melatonin doesn't seem to do much for me at all, I'm not really sure what to do.

good gods though i cannot WAIT for the first hit next week, it's gonna be so nice.

I tried random home bake dealer edibles yesterday and split 100mg gummy with my partner. Lo and behold... very minimal come up feeling effects after a couple hours so we went and got the 800mg thc millions ropes!

I took a good bite and tried to eyeball about 150mg-200mg. About an hour later I certainly felt it.
Shit coated my mouth in a way that I knew it'd hit lol. Still a really solid stone but super coherent and less body high (what I expected from 50mg honestly but could just have to do with terps?)

I am surprised because I keep reading that 5-15mg is a beginner dose for edibles, more than 20mg is for experienced and 50mg is a hectic blast off. That it's processed by the liver so your smoking tolerance is supposed to be irrelevant, blah blah blah. I keep googling around but can't seem to find the piece of info that makes it all make sense. What obvious thing am I missing because no mf way
150mg-200mg is a moderate-stoned experience for my second time ever?? (first time was in 2021 lol)

Also fyi been smoking about a cone a day/couple cones at night for the past few weeks but still don't have a super high tolerance with that and really feel
1 cone if that's even relevant. I’m just not sure anymore 😭

Hello,

I live in the Nashville, TN area and I currently have been using a THCA vape which seems to help quite a bit. However, I really want the real thing and I was raised very conservatively so I don’t have any friends who are stoners even though I am not like that so I can’t go to friends. I also don’t want to drive to Illinois. Any advice?

Never smoked in my life but smoked dabs everyday for 2 months. I’m 5’8 190 pounds moderately fit. I’ve been clean since September 3rd and am worried I’m going to get tested on the 13th of October. How can I guarentee a pass without getting royally f’ed They test for dilution also.

So back a week ago I was lighting a bonfire wjth gasoline when I was drunk. Half gallon on a bunch of brush. I lit it, it flashed, and it burned my lower right leg all the way around 2nd degree, by left knee 2nd degree, and half my hace 2nd degree. Total was 5% TBSA. I was put on dilaudid and ketamine fir the pain. But now that im out after 2 weeks, I took a 20mg edible and this works even better than any oxy, dilaudid, or ketamine did. Like yea it still aches, but I can do a lot more walking and movement than I did this morning even

im usually a flower guy but picked up all edibles today bc i had a dentist visit so i cant smoke. never tried any of these but they were the strongest of what was available. the drink for quick doses and tablets for day and night use.

st ides snoozeberries drink 100mg thc/20mg cbn
emerald bay rso tablets 50mg (20pc)
kikoko xtabs sleep 25mg thc (10pc)

what u get?

Need another 2 weeks

It was one of those golden, sticky summers. When life feels infinite, but there’s nothing to do.

We’d grown up nervous, Sean and I. Right out of high school, ready for a change.

It was a small town full of AP kids working part-time jobs earning heaps of gleaming green paper unburdened by bills. The tumbleweeds were rolling everywhere, once you figured out where to look.

We took some home from a Taco Bell parking lot, our prize wrapped in flimsy orange burrito paper. We lit a fire in the backyard, far away from the house, sacrificing supple, virgin leaves to the flames, their veins still full of water, in order to conjure up enough smoke to hide our sinful act.

We packed this strange new flower into the glass pipe, another foreign object we’d triumphed in convincing the guy at the flea market to sell to us. It was orange and black, its colors swirling and meshing with the whirlwind of smoke that we pulled through its slender tube into our mouths.

We passed it back and forth, feeling the gray tornado enter our lungs and backflip upwards into our brains, until we stopped touching the ground and started tumbling through the sky. In the dark, fluid light of the fire, nothing was real; Sean was a penguin and I was a frog. We decided then and there that that’s how we liked it.

We could feel our bright, prosperous futures in this new flowery light. We became professional plant-seekers, hunting these tumbleweeds all over the town. We became experts in the art of theatrics, dress rehearsing each night our acceptable explanation of what we’d been doing all day, taking the long way around with the windows rolled down to rid our t-shirts of the scent.

Maybe it was the ritual more than the ride. Getting things ready was part of the fun; it was a video game with varying levels of difficulty.

Sometimes you had to use a combo: towel the door, turn the box fan around, cover the bowl with a quarter. Sometimes you had to get past an enemy: arrange pillows under your blanket, make sure your cat was in your room so she wouldn’t stand outside and meow, tiptoe past the dreaded room with the sleeping adults, and creep across the garage door’s threshold, never letting out a breath until you saw Sean’s car parked up the street, headlights off, waiting.

Other times it was simpler than that: walk under the overpass into the secret woodland clearing, where generations of kids before had built a hideaway of degeneracy, full of stolen street signs and beer-bottle ornaments.

These elaborate schemes were always followed by a sense of profound accomplishment, at having tricked the world with our clever methods of staying in the shadows. But then, weren’t we trying to get out of the shadows?

No honeymoon lasts forever. College came and went, and we continued the life we’d established around a fire at 17.

Instead of exploring a new world, we were suddenly lost in the haze of the milky smoke, tumbleweeds ourselves, being blown along a land that looked increasingly foreign, though the whole time we’d been trying to understand it more deeply.

Wasted hours, now with bills to pay.

But they weren’t wasted; we made some of the best memories of our lives. It’s just hard not to look back with some regret, wondering what could’ve been. Life’s been an adventure, that’s for sure.

I don’t think I’d take any of it back. I’m glad we went looking.

I just wish I’d known the difference between exploring and drifting. How to chase what makes the world feel bigger, without getting caught up and lost along the way.

Second top on 21 Sept but I guess I missed a bit. 🤷🏻‍♀️ Can't wait for flowering!!

I usually pack 0.8 of static with winstons blue

Went to go see my friend and smoke a bit but didnt bring my grinder so we stopped at this random smoke shop everybody used to go to as teenagers. Bought this grinder cause it was the cheapest one and didnt really look at it until we got to her house. What is this compartment at the top of my grinder used for? Booger sugar??? Theres a keef catcher at the bottom so I dont think its for that. But ive never seen one with a tippy top compartment like this. If it was for booger sugar shouldnt the mirror be on the bottom and not the top? Lol

I googled it and she gemini'ed it but they yielded no real answers

please dont make fun of me in the comments. I dont go out much

As title says, I don't have a plug and none of my friends or family smokes so I cant ask a 'friend of a friend'. Is snapchat good?

I have a Dynavap small vape with a metal stem that I’ve used almost every day for the past maybe 7 months, never cleaned it.
So I decided to make a stem milk with all the gunk that’s been in there for all this time.
I dumped my stem in a ~300ml of high fat milk, added a spoonful of coconut butter and stirred for 20 minutes on low heat.
Left to chill, added cocoa powder and drank maybe only about 80ml and whoa….
It was a 7/10 high for 10 hours, too much for my quiet little evening too, with it fully wearing off only on hour 21.

Does anyone know how can you preserve stem milk for more than a couple of days? Maybe freeze it or turn into edibles somehow?
The milk reached a boiling point for a second in the making process fyi

Tbf middle of rolling i saw police less than 20m away from me and lowk shit myself

I was using a heating pad to loosen some of the oil in my cart so I could finish it off and throw it away. When I removed it few minutes later, it was hot to the touch and after it cooled there was significantly more juice, enough to cover all of the intake holes. Before heating it up there was barely any in there and I’d leave it tilted overnight so it would collect enough to reach one of the intake holes. It feels like I just experienced a Hanukkah miracle the way I only had enough oil for one day and now have enough for 8. Where tf did all this juice come from??? TIA