Sue Taylor is an African-American grandmother who runs three miles a day and describes her late 60s as the time of her life. She’s a retired Catholic school principal living in Berkeley, California, who wears pearls and stylish pantsuits, holds a divinity school degree, and attributes her “perfect health” to…
A flock of sheep in a Wales village may or may not have eaten a great big pile of cannabis, and are reportedly wandering around and “causing a nuisance.” Same!
400-year-old clay tobacco pipes that were discovered in William Shakespeare’s garden were found to have contained evidence of weed. Scientists in Pretoria, South Africa, analyzed residue from the pipes using an advanced forensic technique called gas chromatography mass spectrometry. The technology is sensitive enough…
Say goodbye to your lame-o neon bong, because smoking weed is no longer about getting high—it’s about how rich you look while you’re doing it! From Style.com:
The New York Times just published their latest wide-eyed marijuana update, this time diving into the world of cannabis cooking:
In 1993, Russian scientist Natalia Polosmak discovered the remains of a 25-year-old woman covered in tattoos who came to be known as the Ukok Princess. Now, an MRI has revealed that the young woman was suffering from breast cancer as well as a bone marrow infection at the time of her death, and scientists have stated…
Imagine this: Two sweet old people — British! — buy a plant at a car boot sale — what we here in the US might call a trunk sale, swap meet or flea market. They plant the little shrub in their neatly-tended garden, right where the adorable little pig statue can keep an eye on it. They're not sure what kind of plant it…
If you suffer from extreme arterial crispiness, a fat-sodden liver, and a heart that looks like a rib-eye, then it's probably time to start getting high. Like, all the time. But hey, don't take my word for it — take science's.
After wading through the muck and mire of today's news, our #tips page is a breath of fresh air. Well, more like a carefully culled pile of what the fuck, but who's keeping track?
