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GMO Sherb by Fig Farms

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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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Root Beer MAC by Legacy

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As night fell I was lounged out with the MAC on our chaise lounge under a skylight, blissin'. That's a pleasing outcome during a stressful time—no power, canceled plans, thrown-out food. The Root Beer MAC tastes pretty good, too. Menthol and spice with a hint of root beer or sarsaparilla.

This flower didn't sell well, as far as I could tell just by watching the menu of the Beyond Hello in Sauget, IL. It sat on the menu for a long time after I bought my bag. I've got no regrets and I'll be back for more, should it appear. But I'll be treating this smoke like an indica, an end-of-day lounger. It doesn't make me sleepy but it does make me day-dreamy. After I smoked it, all I wanted to do was lounge there in that chair and look up through the sky light as the sky lost its light and color.

Likewise, the Root Beer MAC should be an excellent choice for a smoke before settling in to watch a movie or sit out on the deck for a while. For year-old bud, it still has plenty of flavor. I rarely see Root Beer strains on menus, whether that be in Illinois, Missouri, New Mexico, or Arizona. I have enjoyed Modified Root Beer both in Arizona and in Missouri.

The genetics of Root Beer draw from Headband, Hollywood Pure Kush, and Black Affie. Source: Seedfinder. In this case, the Root Beer is crossed with Miracle Alien Cookies (MAC #11). There is an article about this collaboration on the North Atlantic Seed Company site, link here...

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Honey Bun by Twenty Twenty

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The Honey Bun is good. Solid base high leading at times to crazy zany but legitimate writing ideas/scenes/sketches.

The smoke had a spicy menthol flavor; was a bit sweet maybe.

Jays. Carry. Zingy even now smoked...two hours ago? Maybe 90 minutes.

Is it the Nigerian in here? A la Velvet Glove, an Illinois "indica" by Columbia Care / Seed & Strain that buzzed me this way. Or Cresco's Rollins, which also draws its lineage from the Nigerian landrace. I have purchased two eighths of Rollins. One held some of the raciest sativa flower I've ever smoked, the other didn't get me all that high. You pays your money, and you takes your chances.

The only other strain I've smoked that I know has Nigerian landrace in its lineage is the BK Satellite from Alien/Connected in Arizona. When I first wrote this entry in the notebook, I had only tried the Satellite once or twice but I'm recently back from a trip to Tucson where I thought I had some BK Satellite in my stash. Only I couldn't find it; it wasn't there. That's what I call a disappearing eighth...


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Grandi Guava by Tales & Travels

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Time to burn, let’s Grandi Guava—

More rain, thunder, April adds rain on top of more rain.

The worst storm of the spring was in March, mid-March, that wind. April has been frequent rain, cloud cover, persistent moisture. But also an incredible stream of birds, a panoply. Rose Breasted Grosbeaks, Wood Thrushes, and Tennessee Warblers. The Grosbeaks visit the feeders. The Thrushes and Warblers are unseen but identifiable by sound with the help of the Merlin bird app.

The Grandi Guava has electrified me; got me buzzing. Flavor… menthol, maybe some creaminess, a little fruit. The joint burned clean through without any relighting. It was raining. I was under cover but it’s so damp. A dreary April! Humid. The most humid April I can remember. Dehumidifiers running nonstop. A natural history of the indoors.

I stepped out to take some photos to go along with this post but I went out there and didn’t take any. It’s 14:53. I don’t know when I wrote the first part of this. Three hours ago? At least two hours ago. Which is to say: The Grandi Guava is good fuel. I have been on my feet, working, doing.

I put a clay and rock “plug” in along one spot of our foundation, on the back patio. That was two hours ago. Rain, standing rain, water. It’s an area I’ve been addressing, trying to get to drain better, and not toward the house.

Guava is Gelato pheno #25. I can’t recall seeing Guava as a solo strain. Not like Gelato #33 (aka Larry Bird) or the most common pheno, Gelato #41, sometimes called Bacio Gelato. If you see Gelato on a menu simply called Gelato, it’s probably Gelato #41.

I am at my desk now. I cleaned all of the Gutter Guards of any debris. I’m wondering whether those gutter guards do more harm than good. The heavy downpours run right off, right over them. Not enough water actually seems to be going into the darn gutters.

15:05. The Grandi Guava is a three-hour smoke...


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Cap Junky by Sinse

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Nothing wrong with this Cap Junky. The smoke is thick, with a chemmy exhaust flavor. There is a slight note of mint. It’s been a little while now since I sparked a .37-gram of it. There is carry and the effects are pleasant, representative.

The high is surprisingly solid. I wasn’t sure what to think of the Sinse brand. It’s the Swade house brand but you see Sinse in just about every dispensary in the St. Louis area. I’m so pleased with the Cap Junky that I am increasingly interested in other Sinse flower.

It’s been raining again. Lots of rain yesterday, three inches in the rain gauge. A lot of it fell in ninety minutes. Deluge.

The French drain I installed on the northwest side of the house is still running with yesterday’s water. There is water in that same spot of the basement ductwork again but the level is going down quicker than it would have earlier this spring.

I’m not exactly sure when I sparked this joint. 17:00?

It’s 19:50 and I still feel the effects. Serious carry…


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