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Will pancakes save your life?
So it would seem on another mild, soon to be sunny β day as I head into the office in Menands in a bit. Still waiting to get my bike back, π² so I will be busing π it in this morning. π Figure walk down to the express at 7:30 AM, then catch the earlier shuttle over to Menands. Then it’s down to work moving the data through the pipelines, in my humble little office next to the Old North Albany City Dump and North Albany Sewage Treatment Plant and the big highway interchange. God only knows what crap I’ll get from the counties to clean up today. π§Ή Lots of lists got to get run today, I figure it’s easier to work at my actual desk then remotely. π₯
So yes, I got meetings downtown on Tuesday, π’ but I’ll probably have to do the shuttle for them too as I don’t think I’ll have my bike by tomorrow as I think the shop is closed today. It’s annoying but the chain is needed maintance, but I’m going to have to get a chain breaker, and a slack measurer as this seems like this is going to require regular maintance – – maybe at least every three months then the four or five I let it go. β I’m annoyed a shit as I don’t think a bicycle should require so much maintance to keep it on the road, but I do ride a lot, and I like to ride trail too.
Carrot π₯ pancakes with shredded apples and cinnamon for breakfast, π₯ really fill you up good. I like to use carrots as they make a healthy filler, give you a good boost with the beta carotine, which I swear improves my night vision π a lot. But maybe that’s just imaginary like all of the benefits of smoking pot. Who knows, it’s really hard to point out these kind of things, the placebo effect is good. Plus carrots displace a lot of calories in flour and other ingredients.
It’s just back home, unpacked and getting ready to head into the office. π’ After I spend time in the wilderness, having fires, drinking beer and smoking pot, looking at the colorful leaves with that extra glitter in the skies, π it’s so hard to come back home to the place covered with mold and mouse droppings and rust that I hand even more money to the landlord who wants me gone each month. π And I say, I could have bought that cabin I liked but it was too long of a commute from God’s country. π Then spending the limited family time with Mom and Dad – so soon to be over πͺ – is nice but kind of depressing, as they’ve become old and adopted the values of elderly. It’s actually a bit scary to see your parents with same view world view of your grandparents 30 years ago. The ideology of old age and is rarely talked about but it reminds me of Simon and Garefunkel’s Voices of Old People.
I am remarkably excited about the autumn colors, π especially the idea of hiking in peak color after having a toke or two. βοΈ I can only imagine how much trees will glisten and how rich the colors will be in wilderness. How fascinating the shadows will be and watching the leaves falling from the trees. And staring at the waterfalls. I don’t get why anybody could be opposed to such an immersive experience in the wilderness? π²I am watching the forecast, trying to decide if I will do a long weekend out in Vermont, though some of that will be decide not based on the weather but how much remote work will be required, and how much I’ve smoothed out the issues with my data flows. π₯ What sucks is at this point it gets dark out so early, that I will end up driving in the dark to get out there should I leave in the evening.
What does that even mean? What is from the mind altering nature of the cannabis and what is reality? It’s really subtle, as I noted the difference between listening to mono and stereo playback of a good recording or maybe a ten percent saturation increase to a picture. Hilarious things a bit funnier, irony a bit stronger, a world slightly more beautiful. I’m trying to come up with words.
Truth is that I’m not sure what actually is the cannabis and what I’m just reading into it. I tune in more when I’m high because I want to perceive the effects of the cannabis. I want to be content, focused on the now and the beauty around me.
The thing is I’m actually not sure what is the cannabis, and how much is my own change of perception. Getting high really only lasts for a few hours if you want read the medical literature. And certainly that’s true for hard core intoxication – getting stoned or baked to the point you’re couch locked.
But in my experience the effects last much longer. Color and beauty seem enhanced even days later, maybe because of the way the altered perspection changes the way you think. Or maybe it’s the residual THC that is highly fat soluble and and can be detected in your blood in trace levels for as long as 80 days even though intoxication from heavy use only lasts for hours.
And I’m really not sure. I can take a few puffs when my mind is not focused and engaged and all I will get is sleepy and hungry. There is no guarantee ever that cannabis will get you anything beyond those things. It’s all what you put in the trip.
There are hints of it all over as I hike Huyck Preserve and Rennselaerville State Forest. So mild but such a beautiful Sunday morning. Some of its how dry it’s been lately but most of it is we’ve had some cool mornings and the nights are now fairly long. Another three or four weeks though it will be peak color, though probably muted due to the dry end to summer.