growing a beard is a lot like smoking pot to me.
every now and then i try to rock a beard.  every time i do try to grow one i eventually become frustrated.  i always get itchy and end up getting rid of it.  while shaving it, i always tell myself, "never again.  no more beards."  
eventually i forget about all of that... i forget the discomfort, the disappointment, and the vow i made to myself to never try it again.  i give it another shot thinking this time around shit's gonna go my way.  it doesn't.  shave again, and repeat the whole process.
same thing with smoking pot.  i don't enjoy smoking pot.  i just don't (i don't wanna turn this into a discussion about whether pot's good or bad.  if you like pot, awesome... smoke it.  i hope they make it legal, cuz although i like booze, i see the obvious hypocrisy in the legalization of one and not the other... and as a matter of personal opinion, i think the world would probably be a better place if people could be openly smoking pot, stoned and mellow... some people need that shit... so smoke up fuckers... and now i will continue with my original thought....).
but every now and then i try it again.  someone will pass it to me at a party and i'll think to myself, 'this time, shit's gonna go my way.'  but it's always the same thing,  i smoke it, i get high, i think it sucks.  i wait for the effects to wear off... the whole time telling myself never again cuz every time i try it again, this is what happens.  
i know this blog may seem like a 'vow' of some sort to stay away from beards and pot... it's not.  it's more of a commentary on how i think beards and pot are similar......or really, it's just a pointless, random rambling.  
either way, hope you enjoyed.
don't worry bearded pot heads... i still got love for you... unless you're a woman, that's just gross.
Tuesday, July 20, 2010
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