Danky, stanky, funky aroma from the newly opened jar. I smell rotten oranges and forest floor. Pine and earth. The buds are supple, soft, and sticky. This is some of the prettiest, softest, plushes grind. Like dark moss. Fluffy. Rythm has been consistent.
I smoke, the wind gusts. Blows so hard the bottom half of a wind spinner spins for the first time in a year or two. When, if, the wind gets down here in the canyon, it’s all the more intense.
This is a strain review of the cannabis strain OMG, sold under the Rythm label in Illinois. It has some oomph. The genetics are GMO x Cherry Pie.


As I smoke, my mind wanders. I stay (somewhat) anchored by putting pen to paper. These strain reviews are not always (just) about the weed but about where my mind goes when the smoke fills the room.
I was gonna say. Life itself is an addiction. If I feel better after or while drinking and smoking, then why should I not try to feel better? Yes, drinking and smoking also are addictions. So is getting up everyday. So are money, fame, career, reputation, social status. Which are all (also) damaging but people go in search of fame and career and money and social media buzz and society just nods its head and understands those endeavors. It’s expected and respected to go out and try to make lots of money and tout one’s accomplishments in life. I don’t care about fame or reputation so I have some drinks and smoke a joint and blog about weed. Weeds of grass!

Lineage and Concocted Pseudoscientific Narrative
As I mentioned, the lineage of this OMG is GMO x Cherry Pie. GMO you probably know. Rythm played on the acronym of parent GMO to name OMG. GMO is GSC x Chemdog. I love me some GMO. Cherry Pie is Grand Daddy Purple x Durban Poison. Really, these are pretty basic building blocks on both sides.
I don’t find the OMG at all racy. So the bite that could come from GMO or the Durban Poison in Cherry Pie is getting muted through the presence of the Grand Daddy Purple. That’s just a guess. GDP is supposed to be a very relaxing, indica-dominant strain. But I’ve never had pure, outright GDP so I cannot say from firsthand experience.
First Session: Effects and Flavor
The effects from the OMG are sufficient on this first go-round. Taste is lacking. The only flavor I really got from the joint I smoked twenty minutes ago was menthol, that tongue-coating coolness. So, eh on taste. The effects are of the circuit-breaker type. My own intervention of myself. A different version of myself descends, assumes. It’s a bit out-of-body or maybe just out-of-ego. Who am I? What am I about? This is a version of the bite. Self-confrontation, self-contemplation. Not exactly Zen meditation because Zen is more about losing the sense of self entirely, dumping the baggage of ego, not so much about “self improvement” because there is no self to improve upon, not really. The self is an illusion.
Piecemeal Notes from Other Smokes
OMG, whoa, smoked a joint at 3:45 in the morning, also sipping vodka and reading an old poem about being in the American Airlines lounge with my dad. I’m crying, it feels really good.
The OMG, later the same day, 8:14 p.m. Such a nice smoke. Great burn, smooth smoke, not at all harsh. A nice puff from Rythm. Creamy taste. No GMO lemon flavor at all. A little bit of cereal taste? There is a bit of a bite.
It thrummed. After food, talk—I talked my way through the bite. The OMG was fuel, electricity. Then I got some munchies, thank God I had some food. Now I could crash but I’m thinking about smoking a little more just to stay up an hour longer.
In Conclusion: A Solid Smoke but not a Stand-out
I put the OMG middle of the pack. I wasn’t disappointed but I wasn’t wowed either. The effects were there but not special or different/elevated. Nor did OMG deliver a remarkable or noteworthy flavor profile. There was a creamy flavor/texture when I smoked it from a bowl but when I smoked it in joint form, I just didn’t taste much at all.
I commend the consistency with which Rythm is filling their jars. They give you more than 3.5 grams. They aren’t trying to put just barely enough bud in the jar. You’ll get 3.5 grams, at least. And the bud will be cured, and it will grind into a fluffy plush mound of weed. But I’d rather have them fill a jar with their best GMO or Cherry Pie and leave OMG behind. I don’t think the cross resulted in anything new or eventful.