A friend of mine is taking a smoke break, and moving to a new apartment, so they asked me to mind a bag of various herbal things for them, and to please enjoy the flower before it went bad.

And then I remembered, I actually have a tool for that.  That’s a tobacco humidifier, and once soaked in water, the humidifier disk gets put into the container with your smoking plant material and will both protect it from getting too dry and gently rehydrate things in case they are getting too crunchy.

Soooo you guys I'm stoked at the possibility I might move to Colorado MID-FREAKING WINTER. I love the snow and I love big beastly mountains. The thought of getting to ride up there THIS FUCKING WINTER is like 🤩🤩🤩🤩

This is Washington (Rooster Comb, 2nd fave hike) ☝️

I mean I'm not going to get to ride backcountry yet cuz I have to form my crew so I don't, you know, die. But POWDERRRR and runs over 1000 ft!! Ugh. I'm ready.

I call these lollipop trees.

I miss dropping cliffs. I miss dusting those dumb fuck boys who are like "hey let's ride" and then I tell them I'm fucking nasty and they're like "yeah me too" (cuz what chick is badder than them right?) I miss the serious focus of reading snow, terrain maps and each other's trepidation as you pick out the gnarliest lines to slash. I miss hotboxing the jeep before coming down the mountain, utterly spent and grinning, recounting ridiculous stories.

That's The Stick, a fucking 80' gnarly drop. You have to drag your tail down the rockface otherwise you eat tree. No, I never dropped it.

Safety (meetings) third. ☝️

Yo I miss early ass mornings stoked as hell, rotating people's snowboard playlists on the ride up. I miss the whole fricking mountian culture. And I get to take my snow dog?! And I might be out of academia?! Wowee. Please let this happen. After all the SHIT. SO MUCH SHIT. Lemme get this win, Jah, hook it up up!