In Louisiana the prison system is an industry. It counts on those "Busts". The cops are directed to put in jail anyone trying to get in on the market and take away business from the local supported providers. Lots are getting a cut for maintaining the status quo. The politicians will never let a bill for pot to go through.  The "system" has been around here for centuries and not likely to ever change. I don't drink or smoke. I don't like alcohol. My only coarse of action is to sell everything and move! or rent a car and go for a visit. which ever comes first
 
P.S. What really gets me is the wealthy and privileged use pot freely here. They live in gated communities without fear of arrest.
 
   

bayoubill, if you ever venture farther north and west, I'll hook you up with a Washington gift pack.  This is one of the places I have shot:
 
https://www.dropbox.com/s...Final_Youtube.mp4?dl=0
 
Excuse the quality.  I don't get a big budget for this sort of thing
 
 

craigb
Now THIS should make for an interesting thread!
 
Start:  Some stinkin' low-area swamp in a state you can't smoke weed in.
End:  Some beautiful high-area in a state where you're allowed to get even higher!
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Yahhh forgot the line that says that he would hear John Denver in his dreams!

Rain
Las Vegas, man.
...

 
Of all the times I have been there with family, there is one thread that is interesting, and probably important ... I don't think I ever heard a single band, in the casinos (for example) that was not better than all the bands at the Red Lion circuit here in Portland, or in Santa Barbara, CA a few years back. The only place I heard a few things that might have sounded better and cleaner, was actually in the Sunset Strip a few years back, but even then, other than those trying to make a show of their new this or that, they were tighter and better than most lounge lizard bands!
 
Rain, probably can discuss that better than I.
 
Portland, I can not tell you how good they are ... though the Red Lion circuit for the longest time was a 50/50 thing with a band OK, and the next one ... you call that a band? But people danced! Maybe Craig has a different perspective, but I wanted to go out with a lady that played Bass on one of those bands, and she was very good, and sadly, the rest of the band did not measure up to her looks and ability. Lefty and redheaded, stubborn, but capable to stick with it and play, and also a mean left backhand in tennis! She also used to play here locally in the mixed doubles night (Sunday Nights) ... last I saw her was in Washougal, and the band was better, but I still did not think they were as good as she was ... it was obvious that she knew music too well, or was well versed and worked beyond the average levels. She used to love doing ZZ Top songs, but also said they were too simple, but the bar crowd sure loved it ... we're talking 30 years ago.

Yeah before it was legal you could actually get away with tokin on the slopes but now their lookin for it so......
 
Keystone ski resort has been affectionately called SkiStoned for as long as I've been here.
 

dubdisciple
bayoubill, if you ever venture farther north and west, I'll hook you up with a Washington gift pack.  This is one of the places I have shot:
 
https://www.dropbox.com/s...Final_Youtube.mp4?dl=0
 
Excuse the quality.  I don't get a big budget for this sort of thing
 
 

Unbelievable! I'm hating Louisiana more and more every day!

Have your trip diary narrated by your dog. "My Travels With Bill", Aminor...major tale of transcendence and transition.

I'm almost glad I don't live in a legal weed state. I agree 100% with legalization of course, but I can't help thinking that if it was easier for me to get my hands on, I'd be at the stuff day and night like I used to 
 
As it stands, I have to traipse across to NJ if I want some. So it's very much a "once in a blue moon" (i.e. maybe Christmas and New Year, if I can be bothered) kind of thing. I used to score in Manhattan from this great big hulking Jamaican guy who was as nice as pie and very much a family man, but I was very much aware that he had a gun in the glove box and probably wouldn't think twice about using it if the sh** went down. The trouble was, you had to get into his car and go for a "little drive" so as not to look too shady. But he was fond of rolling down his window and yelling innuendo at attractive ladies, regardless of whether or not they were with their gangster boyfriends. Given that I was usually already stoned and paranoid when I got into the car, I was usually a nervous wreck by the time I got out. 
 
This one time, he pulls up outside the Nuyorican Poet's Cafe on 3rd St. There was a rap freestyle night going on and outside was a line of burly, blinged-up hoodlum types with their sassy looking girlfriends. So he leans over to my side, winds down my window and yells "LADEEEEEZ! Who wants to get in the car and come for a ride with me! Party time!" as their boyfriends seethed and fumed next to them. 
 
And I'm sat there sinking into my seat, the blood running from my face, thinking "THIS is how it happens. THIS," expecting a bullet in the head at any second. 

So yeah, being able to skip merrily down to the cafe on the corner and purchase marijuana in gummy bear form from a 120lb hipster would probably make it just a little too easy for me 
 
 

Sharke - yeah mon ! 

Speaking of Jamaican dudes. 20 years ago I was lucky enough to play with a real Jamaican band. The lead singer was a 20 yrs old tall skinny guy that jumped to the beat as he sang. Straight up and down. Dreadlocks flying.  The band was great! We played an afternoon gig about 4-7pm Wed and Fri. at an outside patio in a restaurant. Great atmosphere very near the college. It was a big band. 8 to 12 members depending on who felt like playing. I went to their house one day and their dinner table was completely covered with pot. About 2 in thick. A big round coffee table.
To this day I don't know why they let me play with them but man did I love that band!