
Once, when we were younger, Mr. Shabadogi, Navid and I threw pennies into the water below the bridge and wished we weren’t spending Thanksgiving in Baltimore.
“Free, right? That’s the best of our national brand. America: Home of the Babysat. Just doesn’t have the same ring.”
The classified ad in San Francisco’s Bay Guardian was straight out of a doper’s dream: Marijuana Research Subjects Wanted. Sure, why not?! In those dayslate 1975it seemed surprising that the U.S. government was still trying to figure out the physiological effects of cannabis, but if they were willing to pay folks to smoke their Mississippi-grown […]