Lessons from Dad My Dad was crazy smart. I like to believe that some of that rubbed off on me. Of particular interest to me today, and what I want to share, are some of the most important and lasting lessons from Dad. This was his version, and therefore my version of being read stories as a kid. This is how I learned algebra, and a lot more. Three plus one. There were three key lessons in one session, and one key lesson in another. First, Dad told me that I was being a real… shall we say not a great person and not easy or pleasant to get along with. I still hear that from time to time. .... Read More

Man, you remember that one time we got high? Yeah…kinda. One of the things I really enjoy about being a budtender is hearing people’s story’s. If I am helping someone who is in the moment I like to sit back and listen. This is a main function a budtenders job, we listen. Who knows maybe there will be some good information in there? People do not so much come in to hear our stories, although they do ask, it is more about them. Hanging out in a legal weed shop is something some people have waited their entire life for, so I will not rush you out the door. Anyone who does is not a suitable budtender... Read More

I celebrated the start of Spring with family and friends in Los Angeles, where I grew up. The sunny overcrowded metropolis that I often can’t stand but do ultimately love has an amazing coffee scene. Whenever I’m back in the sprawling suburban city, I’m eager to check out new coffee shops and revisit old favorites. From homegrown standards like Lamill and Groundwork to recent imports like San Francisco’s Blue Bottle and Santa Cruz’s Verve, LA continues to impress locals and visitors alike with its abundance of specialty coffee. My thoughts on Los Angeles are layered and I like recalling... Read More