Happy 4-20

April 20th has become the Stoners’ Holiday, whether you like it or not. Since 420 has become the “number of the bush”, it seems everyone is hip to the reference. But where, exactly, did 420 come from?

What 420 is NOT; 420 is not a police code for marijuana use (its actually a “juvenile disturbance”), it has nothing to do with math, the Grateful Dead, Bob Dylan or any kind of cosmic significance.

The origin of 420 dates back to the 1970s, when it became the time to inhale among students in San Rafael, Califonia. A group of pot heads calling themselves “the Waldos” would pass one another in the halls, exchanging secret glances and whispering “420 Louis!” One of the Waldos told the San Francisco Chronicle,  “It was just a joke, but it came to mean all kinds of things, like, ‘Do you have any?’ or ‘Do I look stoned?”  420 quickly became the code word for all things weed related and the sacred time of the light up.

The statue where 420 was born.

The “Waldos” would meet in front of the statue of 19th-century French scientist Louis Pasteur in San Rafael to get stoned at 4:20 p.m. The term “420” was widely in use by the end of the 1970s. California Deadheads spread it like wildfire from that San Rafael epicenter. Within a decade, stoners around the world had adopted 420 as the official weed reference. High Times magazine first printed the the term “420” as early as 1990, and even bought the website 420.com, locking in the number as the official pot digit forever.

It was only natural for the number 420 to be associated with April 20, becoming the “Day of the Stoned” to anyone who lights up.  Happy 420, stonerverse,  smoke em if you got em… give one to a friend!

The Googly Eyes Project

Nothing brings inanimate objects to life like a well placed pair of Googly Eyes. A super cheap plastic and paper novelty, Googly eyes have become the symbol for wacky fun and crazy antics right alongside the rubber chicken, chattering teeth or the classic nose glasses.

Also known as jiggly eyes, these little plastic tabs are meant to imitate eyeballs. Googly eyes traditionally are made of a white plastic or card backing covered by a clear, hard-plastic, bubble-like shell, encapsulating a free floating black plastic disk. The combination of a black circle over a white disk mimics the appearance of the sclera and pupil of the eyeball for an endlesly humorous effect. The inner black disk moves freely within the larger clear plastic bubble, which makes the eyes appear to move when the googly eyes are tilted or shaken.

Googly eyes have been around for a long time, since 1919 in fact. A guy named Billy deBeck created a comic called Barney Google and Snuffy Smith. All his characters were drawn with those big, googly eyes as the hook for the comic. He reportedly began creating the craft product that we think of today to promote the comic strip. Things really took off in 1923 when deBeck composed a song for Barney Google. “Barney Google with Your Goo-Goo-Googly Eyes” cemented the Googly Eye into pop culture forever.

So here’s the plan… get yourself a whole bunch of Googly Eyes and start sticking them on everything and anything. The more sinister or heinous the item you stick them on, the funnier it will appear sporting a pair of googly eyes. Every craft store sells them but you’ll find the best prices right here in the interwebs. (eBay and Amazon have endless supplies available). Go for the self adhesive variety, best in a sheet format (link: Amazon – Creativity Street Peel and Stick Wiggle Eyes Multi-Pack, 60 -Piece Pack) as it is much easier than trying to peel the little circle off the back and they are easier to manage in a pocket. Grab a bunch, give some to a friend… share the fun!

OK, everyone… you know what you got to do… get some googly eyes and start sticking. I want to see Googly Eyes everywhere on everything. Get wacky, go wild, get into some trouble…What is the most outrageous Googly Eye placement can you think of? Send me pictures of your Googly Eyed items and I’ll post them in a gallery.

Tokermon Tuesday #2

Welcome to the second TOKERMON TUESDAY…! Here is the third Tokermon!

This guy is always lit. Perpetually burning, Chronick likes to hang around the grow room vents because he is smolderin’ and smokin’.

You can see all the Tokermon so far by clicking RIGHT HERE
…see you next Tuesday…

Ban This, Westborough

As a Westborough resident for nearly 20 years, I like think I’ve settled in as a respectable citizen. Westborough is a great town, don’t get me wrong, but recent events regarding the Town’s hatred for marijuana and their choice to ban the plant from being sold there has me just a bit steamed and feeling somewhat unwelcome.

As the first town to ban weed, Westborough’s homegrown temperance movement is urging other Massachusett’s towns to do the same. Ugh. Westborough, you need to take care of some more pressing issues than a harmless plant. It is a matter of priorities.

I’ve got my own list of things that should be banned from our sorted little burg… Let’s start with my top five. These are simple little “hacks” that will make Westborough better place to live while saving a bit of money and maybe a few lives.

5. Harveys trash trucks rumbling through town.

The smell, the noise and their disgusting presence can be avoided with a simple exit on the Mass Pike. One only needs to witness a summertime load of nasty garbage stuffed in one of these grimy trucks as it navigates the rotary to become nauseous and angry.

4. The Westborough Advisory Finance Committee discussing anything but town finances.

Sit through one of these meetings and you will shake your head in disbelief. So. Much. Speculating. Why are they giving their opinions on Marijuana? Why is a shop owner coming before the Committee to request a liquor license for a local convenience store? FINCOM, you have 1 job: looking at how Westborough spends money and suggesting how to do it better. Period. Don’t waste our time with anything else.

3. Lights.

Between the mega obnoxious HD drive in movie screen signs on Route 9, the daylight bright empty parking lots and those blinking cross walk flashers multiplying in town, Westborough is quickly becoming illuminated enough to be viewed from space. Enough already.

2. Guns and Porn.

Really, Westborough. I can buy weapons and pornography but I can’t buy weed. Again… ugh.

1. Alcohol Sales

You want to save the children. You want to save lives. You want safer streets. Ban alcohol. From restaurants, convenience stores, gas stations. At least lets start by putting the liquor stores right next to the porn shop and the gun store where they belong. As a killer drug of choice for most of America and the gateway to most substance addiction, shouldn’t we start with a ban on this extremely accessible but very dangerous drug?

Westborough, the only result from your ban on a plant will be lost revenue. And angry pot heads.

Introducing the Yankee Stonette

Hi! I am the Yankee Stonette.  I am joining the Yankee Stoner  to help develop this website. We are both newly in love with each other and we have a lot in common, most importantly our love of marijuana. Since I work in the medical field, and recently obtained a Medical Marijuana card I feel that I am something of an expert about the nuances of the emerging phenomenon of medical marijuana.  I will introduce myself now, briefly…

In 1976  I graduated from high school in a town otherwise known as East Egg, New York (Google it..). I now live in Massachusetts and work in  a big city hospital. I married a guy from Dublin in 1990 and we had 2 daughters who are now on the edge of adulthood. I have worked full-time in the medical field since my kids were born, and now I am finally seeing light at the end of the proverbial tunnel: I just turned 59 and I am in a relationship with a really great guy.  My kids are happy and healthy, and that is all anyone should ask for. Now, I can turn my attention to myself, and talk about stuff that interests me.

I should start by saying that I have been a regular pot smoker since high school days. I did have periods of not smoking, depending on what was going on in my life at the time: When the kids are little you are stuck on a “go” button, and can never expect to fully relax, so weed was not my drug of choice when the kids were babies  until they were teens, actually. (My DOC was wine..). I have been a regular weed smoker for the last three years. I must confess that it all started after a particularly hard  day at work, and when I got home that day I had a sudden craving for weed, and was able to satisfy that yen. From that day forward I looked forward to my wind -down from my workday: a 25 minute walk home and then the promise of a joint or a bowl. I found that I could fully detox from the day, and have no ill effects, as I would from my usual wine: insomnia, dehydration, etc.

I realized that I had rediscovered an elixir. The more days that went by in my life that were relatively difficult, the best remedy was always weed. The weed of today, or maybe it’s just that I have an adult brain, seems to help my brain deflect rays of negativity. I find that smoking early in the morning helps me be compliant with my morning exercise routine, and after work, it helps me to unwind from work at a sometimes daunting medical institution.

I read a lot of sad stuff and it has led me to wonder if western medicine is becoming obsolete. I am currently  a volunteer subject in an acupuncture study that is being offered to the employees in the hospital, to see if daily hospital work stress could be lessened by a weekly 3o minute auricular acupuncture session. I have found that with my daily cannabis use and my weekly acupuncture therapy I have reached a steady state of happiness. This feeling of happiness is definitely sparked by my love life with Mr Stoner. We both love weed.

My next entry will focus on Medical Marijuana. There are so many sub-topics under MM to explore, but I have recently paid visits to a couple of traditional medical doctors to look for solutions to two of my ailments – insomnia and low back pain- and I received some pretty disappointing attitudes. There is an amazing lack of respect out there among our finest MDs for a medicinal plant that has been around for centuries. When my doctor assumed that I would be giving up marijuana once my new pharmaceutically manufactured sleeping pill proved it’s effectiveness, I inwardly groaned.

Why are doctors so dead-set against weed?

Tokermon Tuesday # 1

Tokermon Tuesday? Yup… TOKERMON… mysterious denizens of cannabis fields and growrooms worldwide. Yankee Stoner is gonna introduce you to a new one EVERY Tuesday.

Since this is the very first Tokermon Tuesday, I present not just one, but two TOKERMON.
These are the two characters that started it all. Introducing KINGBONG and BONGZILLA, a pair that beats a full house.

Kingbong

Kingbong was the very first Tokermon ever to be seen and discussed among believers. A raging red bong beast, Kingbong is a lung wrecking smoke screen that is not afraid to be seen.

Bongzilla

Bongzilla was sighted soon after, trailing Kingbong with hate and hunger in his eyes. Forever enemies, Bongzilla resents the other Tokermon, especially Kingbong. Could a classic clash between the bong beasts be inevitable?

You can see all the Tokermon so far by clicking RIGHT HERE
See you next Tuesday!

Who Are The Tokermon?

Pokémon GO was released last summer and I quickly became addicted. Anyone who has encountered the Pokémon phenomenon will either embrace it or walk away shaking their head. As a stoner and a parent of the “pokemon generation”, I fell right into the game and still play today.

I started drawing characters for a spoof of Pokémon called Tokermon. I initially expected to draw a dozen characters and incorporate them into a card game. Drawing the Tokermon characters became an obsession. I would spark up a bowl, pick up my pencil and just starting drawing. Over two hundred and fifty Tokermon characters later and I’m still drawing them.

I have this pile of Tokermon artwork and I’m not too sure what to do with it all. It would be a shame to leave the characters locked away in a hard drive, never to be seen again.

So here is the plan: I will post a new Tokermon character every week. How does “Tokermon Tuesdays” sound? Look for a new Tokermon character every TUESDAY either here on yankeestoner.com or on our Facebook Page.

Mini Helix Classic Pipe

One of the most fun things about smoking weed are all the neat ways you can inhale it. Stoners are a crafty bunch so there is no end to the unique innovations pot smokers get to experience. The Helix Pipe is one of those unique innovations.

Clearly different than the rest of the “glass spoons” most smokers are used to, the Helix Pipe is a bit more than your basic pocket smoker. It does have a good sized bowl big enough for sharing. The Helix also sports a larger than normal carburetor hole that clears the pipe completely of smoke when released. This oddly shaped piece is well made featuring thick borosilicate glass. Borosilicate glass is known for having very low coefficients of thermal expansion , making them resistant to thermal shock, more than any other common glass.

Smoking the Helix is just about as much fun as you can have with a pipe. The shape of the Helix is the key to its effectiveness. On the outside of the cone-like section are tiny holes that let in the air as you inhale. When the smoke enters the cone chamber, it begins to swirl and contort like a tornado. (geek out: it’s called the Bernoulli Effect, the same phenomenon that causes an airplane wing to create lift.) With a bit of inhalation control, fun shapes and cool effects will entertain and entrance the smoker. A bonus effect: the smoke enters the lungs expanded and cooler with a bong-like inhalation that won’t choke you.

The Helix quickly became a favorite piece. Not at all complicated and always ready to go, the Helix is the perfect everyday puffer. I saw complaints about cleaning the Helix but my experience was no harder than the standard spoon. It is a bit pricy but worth every penny in my opinion.

Get yourself a Mini Helix Classic Pipe, I’m sure you’re gonna love it. You can get one from Dankstop, my favorite On-Line headshop.

Dankstop headshop

Weed TV

School would let out at 2:30. By 2:45, we would be getting as high as we could. At 3:00, we were ripped and ready. It was TV time.

After that last hit was inhaled, we would hurry into Sluggo’s parent’s family room and warm up the tube. With a few of Sluggo’s Mom’s homemade cookies in hand, we waited as the image slowly appeared on the screen.

The “after school” block of television was clearly marketed to the “stoner” demographic.  On the UHF band, we would carefully tune into channel 38 with a twist of the dial and a good whack on the chassis while someone would move the antenna wrapped in a wad of foil. We claimed our our spots on the couch and surrendered our brains for a couple of hours of the most mindless television shows ever created.

stoned_stooges_website

The Three Stooges would start an afternoon of “de-education” as the cathode ray tube bathed us with all that violent goodness. The timeless slapstick comedy taught us that whacking your best friend with a hunk of pipe or poking your pal in the eyes is just harmless entertainment and not assault and battery.  We crossed our fingers for a Curley episode, we were convinced Larry was high and the Joe episodes were just  a waste of time.  By 3:05, we were effectively “couch locked”. We remained riveted to Moe as he slapped his way through three “shorts” of black and white hilarity sandwiched between overly colorful junk food commercials.

After the Stooges were done, there was time for a quick bong hit in the garage so we could be high enough for Gilligan’s Island. So colorful, so stupid, soooo stoned, Gilligan’s Island was the ultimate in brain numbing television. Once a prime time staple, Gilligan’s Island is the perfect example of the family entertainment my generation endured.  Completely harmless and  unoffensive with zero educational value, Gilligan’s Island was just the thing to flush out all the day’s  “learnin”.  During the commercials, we would offer our opinions of the professor’s “coconut science” or argue over who was hotter: Ginger or Mary Ann. You’re singing the theme song right now, aren’t you…?

debbieAnother bong hit or two… Lost In Space was the most high show ever. Bad science, bad dialogue, bad acting, bad effects but still great “stoned” TV. Even though Lost In Space was a lame attempt to capitalize on the success of Star Trek, it still had the best theme song on TV at the time. (listen here)  The best episodes (by best I mean “dumbest”) featured Penny’s pet, Debby the Bloop, a chimp with fuzzy Spock ears that only utters “bloop”. We would fall about ourselves loudly laughing at Dr Smith moaning “oh, the pain, the pain” as Robots’ flailing arms would warn Will Robinson of “danger, danger”…

By this time, Sluggo’s Mom would walk in, sigh deeply and tell us to go outside.

Good idea, it was time to get high.

Westborough Weedless

It seems Westborough just isn’t the town for me. In fact, I feel a bit insulted.

Yes. I take Westborough’s hatred for cannabis personally. I’ve been a chronic inhaler way before Clinton. For years I have been secretly smoking my cannabis like a criminal. Marijuana finally becomes legal in the state and my town says “no way”. Yup, the first town in Massachusetts to defy the choice of the people.

I hope you’re proud, Westborough. You’ve succumbed to the fear.

Hey, don’t worry, Westborough… You can get your alcohol at 33 locations in town. Soon there will be even more places to get shit faced because our town’s citizens also voted to lift the quota for liquor licenses. Economic development, that is what that is called. So drink up, Westborough… apparently you would rather your children drink because a little alcohol never hurt anybody, Right? I’m sure Westborough never has drunk driving issues with all of these establishments in town. There were 10,519 drunk driving arrests in Massachusetts in 2016. Honestly, Westborough… you should be selling your liquor right there between the porn shop and the gun shop.

Westborough’s Economic Development Plan.

Fret not, Westborough weedies! I feel your pain. I’ll deliver all the cannabis you need, right to your door… from Grafton.

related articles:

Westborough Votes To Ban Recreational Pot Shops « CBS Boston

Westborough selectmen approve marijuana opt-out question on March ballot – Community Advocate