GMO Sherb by Fig Farms

The GMO Sherb is showing out well. This might have been my last joint of it. I can't recall whether I have previously written much about it/on it. I am awake here late at night, or very early in the morning, and I'm feeling very introspective. It's hard to believe I was at Farm yesterday, I left before six in the morning. It's all a blur. I thought I beat the rain but there is no beating the rain. It's like my dad said a couple weeks ago when one of the OG CNAs was trying to get a rise out of him, making faces at him. When she walked away he said, "She fooled me, I fooled her!" That's the last lucid thing I've heard him say. She fooled me, I fooled her. He smiled and he had a glint in his eye.

Damn. This is the Sherb bite for sure. It's like a wild, wary, unpredictable animal. If you can work with it, get it to cooperate, if you can learn how to ride it, it can be a workhorse, a real mule, a carrying agent, a vector, a viaduct, a way. Let's get back to that water in the duct. 12:05, 5.19.26.

Clouds over western Maries County in Missouri on Monday morning.

I'm still awake, back awake, awake again, re-awakened. This is how I wake and bake. Now also under the influence of alcohol aka vodka. It's been one of those nights. One of those crazy, crazy nights. Somehow

My mind wanders, my eyes sting, this box fan drying them out, allergies, May, fighting off any more sleep. I will crash when I crash. I'm on the fourth bucket. These are my best hours. Unbeset, undeterred, undertaker spread the word. I emailed that guy, that writer Connor Greer, but he never emailed me back. I made a big mistake and lost all my friends. Three Mile Island is back in production. If only we'd gone to the river together, made the sharing glass. Instead I got drunk, lost all my friends again. If only they were peonies. They were monarchs. But I wanted them to stay. They were recluse, they were widows, they were a previously unrecognized kind of salamander, peanut shells, ticks in the high grass.

Did you hear that? The weight of a falling branch. Leaves are so the whole tree doesn't have to fall. My dad on the phone, my mom on the phone. A TWA flight to nowhere delayed forever. One blanket two, Sir Crocs a Lot, that little room he carried around with him. Basement, devil, door...


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The Blue Face Strain by Fig Farms

Jar Opening, 8.14.2025, 9:48

I am opening a jar of the Blue Face strain of cannabis grown by Fig Farms. I bought this eighth from Beyond Hello in Sauget, IL, back in October of last year. I have smoked one or two jars of Rythm's Animal Face along the way so I felt like I was "covered" when it comes to Animal Face, which is what Blue Face is: it's the blue phenotype of the Animal Face strain. Source: Fig Farms site.

This strain was bred by Seed Junky Genetics. The lineage is Face Off OG x Animal Mints. Fig Farms says that of all the strains they grow, Blue Face is the most difficult one to grow. They call it an indica.

The package date is 8.30.2024. The nugs look good. There are five of them. The inner wafer seal on the glass jar was intact when I twisted off the cap. A stanky aroma rose up out of the jar smelling like skunky piney funk. The flower weighed out to 3.43 grams. Shorted by Aeriz again.

The nugs are fluffy, lighter than they look. There's some stickiness. It was a good cure. The grind is pleasant to look at. It's a very even grind. There is a blue tint, if you squint.

Flower of the Blue Face strain, from Fig Farms. An "eighth" weighing in at 3.43 grams.

F-ed up on Blue Face: the effects

This flower did F me up, made me emotional, gave me the high-deas. The smoke was strong, potent. It dropped me down rabbit holes. I wrote, "Rabbit holes but yes, that's why we smoke this shit."

I kept looking over my shoulder wondering when I was going to get found out, have someone discover how high I was.

The strength of the effects begged the comparison: of three Animal Face strains I've smoked, which one would I rank as being the best? There's Rythm's Animal Face (link here to my short review), Fig Farm's Animal Face, and then this blue pheno of Animal Face from Fig Farms aka Blue Face.

I'd say Rythm's Animal Face is at least tied for first. The Blue Face might be as good. I never wrote much about the jar of Fig Farms Animal Face I smoked. There wasn't anything wrong with it but if I saw all three on a menu and I could only get two, I'd get Rythm's Animal Face and the Fig Farms Blue Face. There is currently some Blue Face on the menu in Sauget and I have added it to my cart. Next time I am over in Illinois, I will pick up a jar and perhaps I will take better notes allowing me to add more details, effects, experience to this review.

Walking stick hanging out on an August day in St. Louis County, MO.

(**Note: cover photo is of a juvenile five-lined skink, link here for more info)