When I’m not writing this weekly “weed comedy” column, I’m involved in numerous other aspects of the cannabis industry. It’s a great way to spend long hours making a shocking, depression-inducingly small amount of money, so I strongly encourage all the children reading this to stay in school. And to
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High Times and the “World Hemp Expo Extravaganja”: How Not To Throw A Cannabis Festival
High Times magazine and their events are having a rough go of it lately. The all-things-weed publication had to withdraw from Washington and Oregon last year after failing to secure locations for their Cannabis Cup events. And amid numerous complaints and concerns, their annual 4/20 party had to move to a new
Oregon Hemp Convention Wraps Up The Season
If you're like me—and Jah help you if that's the case—you may have what people who play doctors on TV call "Cannabis Event Fatigue." This condition develops when you've spent nearly every weekend this summer inside a chain-hotel ballroom, attending conferences, seminars, expos and gatherings, all revolving around weed. Some were atrociously
Get High On The Capitol Steps in Salem
If you're going to be in Salem tomorrow and want to celebrate your weed-ependence, stop by the State Capitol. To usher in Measure 91 and to celebrate marijuana legalization, organizers have reserved the Capitol steps. (The actual steps, not that horrible NPR-wet-dream politico singing troupe. Seriously, who enjoys that?) As the press
Washington State Cannabis News Update
Dabcathalon: This Was A Very Bad Idea
Ah, the mighty Decathlon. The name comes from the Greek words for "10" and "feat," and Olympians from around the planet gather every four years to partake in the competition that many deem to be the greatest challenge for any elite athlete. But fuck that. We decided to undertake an athletic feat that
Two Days At The Oregon Medical Marijuana Business Conference
Working in Weed: Cannabis Careers Are Coming
MAYBE YOU'VE always wanted a job in the weed industry. Not slinging dime bags to polo-shirted broheims, or hawking hand-blown glass on a dirty blanket in the parking lot of a Dave Matthews concert—but an actual, honest-to-Jah, living-wage job with benefits, paid holidays, and even business cards. Is that even a thing? The