Stoney Baloney | A Narrated Cannabis Column

I've got a secret for anyone paying attention. So long as you're alive, you're always going to be dealing with complications on some level. Yes, sometimes more than others, but there is no avoiding the hard cold fact that there will never be a day when you don't have to generate a solution of some sort. It's true. You'll never be challenge free at any point in your life. And as you resolve things,...

No matter how well you take care of your body, gravity will eventually pull you back to earth to be reclaimed by the soil. And although very smart people on this planet have developed stunning scientific methods to prolong the everlasting blink, when your train is whistling into the station, you'll need to politely disembark to clear space for new passengers. This is the end of the line--no pill,...

The finger reaches into the hole. And why not? Although this appendage often sits idle, like an old motor, it is a tool best maintained with regular use. And as the subconscious wanders into aimless thought while tediously inching through rush hour traffic, the instinct directs the fingernail toward an accessible area of the anatomy in need of grooming. Sure, this exercise serves some low-level ma...

Discussing urine sounds disgusting. Afterall, what we're referring to is liquid waste that is excreted from your body. And it's generally yellow. If you've taken your vitamins, that is. But when you really break it down, it's just water that regulated your system so that it functions optimally. And the facts are that urine is about 95 percent clean. So clean that some people drink it. And are prou...

I'm going to be the voice of reason right now by telling you that you gotta get your cardio in. That's just how it is. You see, the reason we have bodies at all is because gravity pulls matter toward the earth and your muscles have developed into what they are today because of that resistance which forces you to battle against that incessant tug. Honor your space suit. You are consciousness in thi...

When venom is coursing through your embroiled veins, it feels good to let out an exultant fuck. In fact, you would be hard pressed to find any single word in the English language so versatile. Call us unrefined, but when you have such an effective expression that is so interchangeable simply by the tone and cadence with which it is spit, why reach into that bag of expletives for anything else? Wit...

Ladies, you've got it all figured out. All Hell could be breaking loose, but so long as you're armed with that imperative satchel that keeps your vitals accessible, you'll always be ready for the world. This is your most necessary accessory, accentuating the confidence that proves you're an irreplaceable bad ass. And one purse is not enough. Only one cannot ensure your command of any room's attent...

No matter how well you take care of your body, gravity will eventually pull you back to earth to be reclaimed by the soil. And although very smart people on this planet have developed stunning scientific methods to prolong the everlasting blink, when your train is whistling into the station, you'll need to politely disembark to clear space for new passengers. This is the end of the line--no pill,...

We all know the 10-second rule. When you drop a piece of food, if you pick it up within ten seconds you have beaten the decomposition clock, essentially rescuing the item from the armies of crazed little germs that lie in waiting for food fumbles. In your mind's eye, these microscopic creatures are blood thirsty vampires, lurching, smothering it with toxic juices and dripping fangs, rendering your...

Remember that movie where the guy is dying of thirst in the desert, and he keeps thinking that he sees water up ahead, but it's only a mirage? Well, that is what your brain is doing when it tells you that if you drink more alcohol, you'll feel better. And be more amazing. And be a more amazing singer. You know how it works; the progression casually begins on Friday happy hour with a beer and a sho...

Back before the millennium, there was a Tao of everything. There was a book called The Tao Of Pooh, and even a movie called The Tao Of Steve. Never had the West been so interested in Eastern culture as America fused the secrets of the Orient with other crazes of the modern era. Suddenly, trends like Kung Fu and Kawasaki were riding shotgun with Mullets and the Macarena. Many faded, and others have...

Leaving Las Vegas is like coming down off cocaine. It sucks. Well, probably because you are coming down off cocaine. Because there's nothing fun about returning to your mild-mannered desk job after getting a taste of what it's like to be a rock star. In fact, no one ever said, "Thank God that's over, now I get to go back to my accounting firm." Ok, maybe someone did say that. Like, an accountant w...

Alexander the Great, what a fucking name! But how much do you actually know about him? Sure, he was a successful conqueror and all, but how successful do you have to be in your lifetime, or how many asses do you have to whoop, to deserve the title "the Great"? I mean, a guy can call himself that all day long, but for other people to do it and do it for a couple thousand years and counting, he has...

The tragic miscalculation of digital driving directions can be the cause of great stress. Because when you're lost, everything appears foreign. Your surroundings are unfamiliar, you find yourself flustered and exposed. This is a dark and confusing place where suddenly every turn, every sidewalk, and every streetlight look identical. Your sense of security vanishes, leaving you vulnerable and frigh...

"I can hear you; can you hear me?" This is the sound of modern frustration. "Hello? I'm here, are you there?" Dumb question, right? I mean, yes, they are obviously still there, having not spontaneously combusted into a pile of ash or vaporized into a pool of bong water. You're both very much in the same place you were when the cell phone went silent. Your body remains in its physical form wherever...

Boy, do we take things for granted, or what? I mean, sure we could dedicate our precious moments toward considering the possibility of where we might be if these ant piles called cities weren't constructed before our birth, but who the heck has time to reflect on the persistence of humanity and how it scratched its way to the top of the food chain when there's malls to scope and Taco Bells to ring...

No one wants to be lonely. Human beings need social interaction. Which explains why the smart phone is truly your bestie because it will always respond to you brightly, saturating your glowing face with reverence. Even at your most compromised moments when the eyes are drooping and the teeth need brushing, it worships your existence with unflappable consistency That is real love, Baby. And it can...

A handful of times in your life, an event will occur that creates a personal shift and reorganizes your priorities. It is these clear moments of revelation that procure the cornerstones you will one day harken back to, as the rare incidents almost always happen when you are subconsciously ready, but unsuspecting. In an instant, your mind is determined, from opinion to absolute fact, an unequivocal...

The longer you stick around on this cylindrical manifestation of matter in this expansive space of coalescing energy, the more you understand how the forces of alchemy interact to create this experience. And the better you become at surrendering to how the laws of physics and metaphysics cooperate, the better your advantage for remaining upright in this weird amalgamation of organic confluence. It...

It's getting extremely difficult to differentiate between feelings in the cyber world and the real world. I mean, how do you know the true intention of someone who communicates with smiley faces blowing heart kisses, or gushes copious amounts of tears when they find something to be funny, yet won't return your phone call for four days? Come to think about it, I can't remember the last time I laugh...

My roommate had a bag of Funyuns. I had a bag of Nacho Cheese flavored Doritos. My other friend had brought over a bag of Sour Cream Ruffles with ridges that he mistakenly left on the coffee table the night before next to the bong, the rolling tray, and the dab rig. There was a Domino's pizza box with a couple slabs left over, too. We heated up the pizza and placed one slice on two separate plates...

We all know what this means, right? But in case you've been held hostage in a dental office waiting room for the past decade tortured with easy listening music and nine-month-old gossip magazines, it's an acronym for Laughing My Fucking Ass Off.  Which implies that someone is overcome with a howling expression of jubilation. And this reflex is so genuine that it goes beyond the ability to contain...

It's unfortunate, I know. No one is proud of this fact. Well, ok, there are some dudes who boast their ass exhales as an exclamation point to their manhood, but for the rest of us without some lingering infancy poop disorder, farts can be embarrassing. Especially when you do it and someone sneaks up without warning. Those moments are excruciating as you both adopt an acting role, pretending as if...

I'll tell you something, in about 10 years, you bullies better watch your asses. That's because you do not want to mess with a dude who's been well-trained in martial arts as a kid. And these days, it's awfully popular with the youngins who aren't too down with team sports. Some of them are nomads, riding solo, hanging in the shadows, maybe a little anti-social. As an adult outside the bar, they c...

It sure seems like everyone has a trigger or fifty these days. Not to say that people haven't always been fragile, but now we have classified the proper terminology that pinpoints that moment where something clicks like a slipped disc in your mind and propels you down a rabbit hole of displeasure. Obviously, the term generates from the trigger of a gun, activating an emotional response that equate...