#oughta put 1950 on there too

[xanadaus]

i’m pretty sure i told this to you ages ago but. talia by king princess is a dellivvy song. to me

Oh yes yes yes I love talia, great rec bestie.

[microdosingwithjoe]

The Endocannabinoid System (ECS)

If it wasn't for weed, it could've been decades later before researchers discovered the mammalian endocannabinoid system, but it turns out it is a very important system indeed. Yes, any mammal can get high, or get the same therapeutic treatments from cannabis. But animals need even lower doses than humans, and never give your dog or cat human preparations, unless they’re 10:1 or higher CBD:THC, in a weight-proportionate dose.

The ECS is the reason cannabis is nontoxic. Almost all drugs directly affect the nervous system, and enough of any normal drug-yes, theoretically even caffeine-can kill you, although you'd have to rapidly guzzle around 30 Red Bulls in a sitting to go redline.

But cannabis doesn't directly affect your nervous system at all; it affects the ECS, and the ECS gives instructions to your various systems. Even though not all effects of cannabis may be desired, our body will not kill itself, so no matter how much THC you ingest, you could only die by rupturing your stomach eating too many edibles. One ad hoc lab study went so far as to inject a rat with 30,000 doses of THC. The rat slept 12 hours and woke up apparently unaffected.

Why humans need good weed

In healthy, active people who don't watch TV, or own a smartphone, live in the country and eat a healthy diet, the ECS helps achieve homeostasis: the balancing all the body’s systems.

But reaching homeostasis in the general population is rarer and rarer in modern life. For the last 20,000 years or more since humans started forming settlements, and for 19,900 years of that our lives were pretty dull, mixed with moments of sheer terror. We worked hard all day, and at night we talked, read, crafted, repaired, and created, until darkness and fatigue put us to bed. When we weren’t killing each other in wars, we were actually pretty chill for the most part.

Our days got longer with the advent and refinement of oil and gas lamps, and finally, electric lights, which made 24-hour business operations possible: this is also known as The Grand Fuckup.

Well, it oughta be called that anyhow, because that’s when we screwed ourselves and totally and permanently wrecked any semblance of human normalcy forever. It’s almost impossible for most of us to get off this crazy train with our sanity fully intact.

In the 1920s, radio became our first electromechanical stimulant. It wasn’t bad, really; people’s imaginations took off in the same way our ancestors fantasized through reading and storytelling. But by the late 1950s, television had pretty much replaced radio and reading as primary entertainment. Since it supplied images to go with it, the worlds we created in our imagination were greatly diminished, and weird brain stimulus became the norm.

In less than 100 years, about 1/5,000th of human civilization’s existence, we went from a healthy balance, to being stimulus junkies, thanks mostly to this heinous thing I'm usually typing this on, and you're usually reading from.

Such a sad story, isn't it? The true victim in this tragedy though, is the way it has affected our endocannabinoid system.

Warning: science-y gobbledygook (that is worth understanding better)

The ECS, being the regulator of our life’s balance, is so overwrought that our body is incapable of producing enough endocannabinoids to keep up with the demands of nearly continuous sensory stimulation.

Chronic endocannabinoid deficiency could possibly be the most widespread modern human disorder, and because of all the things the ECS is responsible for controlling, many symptomatic conditions we attribute to other conditions could be the result of these endocannabinoid deficiencies.

Like your nervous system, your ECS is all over your body and in your brain. The system uses two primary receptors, CB1, and CB2 that researchers have found and studied so far. These receptors are normal and naturally activated by your body’s endocannabinoids like anandamide (the ‘bliss’ drug,) 2AG, GABA, and more.

I’m not a physician, so I’m not going to spend months researching endocannabinoids to find out how they technically all work; I try to just read about the scientific findings of effects of cannabis use.

THC is a phytocannabinoid, and has a chemical structure similar to anandamide, but it's much, much stronger. But because THC bonds to CB-1 and CB-2 receptors just as well as endocannabinoids, it can affect the same systems that your body’s stuff does. It also has the capability of doing things your body’s endocannabinoids can't, depending on the stuff that‘s mixed with the THC.

Millions of humans pop open a beer, pour a glass of wine, or mix a drink after a long and stressful day at work. What we're doing with cannabis, is substituting what we lack naturally, to deal with stress and over-stimulation, in a very pleasant way.

Today I had a pretty stressful day myself, but it has been dealt with more healthily as I typed this. I'm going to jump ahead to what I'm talking about next in this description, but I really want to contrast the cannabis difference.

I have a hard time sleeping through the night. I have a lot on my plate tomorrow, so I need a good night's rest. The couple of hours leading up to bedtime are when you can overdose without messing up your ECS, so I'm doing 3 different things that are going to help me fall asleep fast, and to sleep longer.

My ECS will be clean and ready to go when I wake up, if I need to treat for pain...or if it were a less-taxing day, a wake-n-bake. If I'm in pain, I will likely take just one hit of a stimulating strain that will energize my busy morning.

Cannabis isn't a one-note high, or a one-symptom curative. THC is the motor that drives the high, but WHAT KIND of high, or what kind of treatment, is about other things, the 450+ other active ingredients in cannabis that can produce millions of effects.

Marinol is 100% pure synthetic THC. If THC were the only thing that made cannabis great, the black market would be packed with pure THC, but it's not. In fact, there is no THC black market at all; people hate pure THC; it makes you feel too high, very anxious and generally uncomfortable, according to clinical trials’ patient feedback. It did however have positive results for cancer patients’ appetite stimulation and some pain relief.

The ECS is manipulated by THC, and by other cannabinoids, like cannabinol (CBN), cannabidiol (CBD), cannabigerol (CBG), cannabichromene (CBC), and Δ9-tetrahydrocannabivarin (THCV).

The other thing that affects the way THC behaves, are terpenes. Terpenes are the smells and tastes of cannabis and other plants. The way THC, cannabinoids, and terpenes react with your ECS is called The Entourage Effect. This is the coolest thing about cannabis, and why it is both the ultimate drug and the ultimate medicine.

Then there's flavonoids. Even though the name makes you think they are about taste as well, they actually are the main color component in cannabis. They definitely affect your body, but hardly anything is known yet about the nature of their effects, or how they interact with other cannabis components.

All these unknowns are because almost every cannabis study ever performed through government funding was trying to prove potential harm. In a hilarious irony, that zealous attack resulted in revealing what a great drug it is.

Ten years after cannabis became a Schedule 1 drug, deeming it therapeutically useless, the United States Government filed for and was granted for using cannabis medicinally. The patent essentially states that cannabis can be used to treat issues related to oxidative stress, like stroke, autoimmune disorders, age-related issues, and more. They did this, but still maintained its Schedule 1 classification, and still does today.

Hypocrisy much?

Practical phytocannabinoid use

I have chronic pain, and have a hard time getting to sleep. I’m also a little tense too. Tonight I started with the sleep-inducing Bigelow Chamomile and Lavender tea. We all know that a cup of herbal tea helps us wind down, but what you probably didn't know, is the active ingredient in chamomile is the terpene, bisabolol, and the active ingredient in lavender (all purple flowers, actually) is the terpene, linalool. Bisabolol is a calmative and a mild anti-depressant, and linalool is a relaxant and a great anti-inflammatory that gives you a feeling of wellbeing.

After 30 minutes I brewed a second cup, and I took a big hit of Blueberry Muffin, which contains the terpenes b-myrcene, b-caryophyllene (for my inflammatory pain)...and because the buds are purple, Blueberry Muffin has linalool too.

The cool thing is, the THC uses the tea terpenes to further the deep relaxation I'm working towards; THC don't care where it's terpenes and phytocannabinoids come from!

Right now, I have a warm and fuzzy buzz, just perfect. I just took 2x 10Mg THC, 10Mg (”50/50”) CBD gummies (that will take effect after I’m asleep,) and I’ll be taking another hit soon to blissfully drift off to sleep. CBD can be somewhat of a sleep aid itself, but I'm using it primarily for its regulating effect on THC, slowing my body’s intake rate. Smoked or vaped, THC usually lasts about 4 hours in the system, but taking it with the 50/50 CBD/THC edible turns the dose into a bit of a time-release, stretching its therapeutic effects to maybe 6 hours or so, and sometimes as much as 8 hours.

The great unknown and the great promise of cannabis, is finding the way to get the right stuff at the right time, to get the high you hoped for, or the best treatment for what hurts you. The ECS doesn't like overdosing, and that's why I'm a microdosing evangical. Hopefully I can convince you as well.

There's a bunch more to learn about the ECS: we'll get to some of it topically. Until then, let's see how good at getting high we can get.

[missjanjie]

Prompt 32. Can’t you stay a little longer?

i decided to make it a 1950s au bcs of the trope u added screamed for it esp w that ship

12. Forbidden Love & 32. “Can’t you stay a little longer?”

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There wasn’t a single thing right about their relationship; Nicky and Jaida were well aware of that. Different races and same genders? They were relatively certain there was nowhere they could go where they could exist out in the open.

But none of that, none of the potential consequences could keep them apart. They spent their days together while their husbands were at work, touching each other in ways that would’ve never even occurred to the men. For them, those nine-to-five shifts were the only times they could be themselves, the only time they could truly feel alive.

Nicky sighed sadly as she put dinner into the oven. “His parents have started asking me about children, they’re wondering what’s taking us so long,” she told her with a heavy sigh. “Between you and me, I hope he knocks up his goddamn secretary, we’ll pass that kid off as ours and call it a day.”

“Is that how you get away with not having to do it? I oughta find my husband a mistress too. Hell, he can have as many as he wants if it gets him off of my ass,” Jaida rolled her eyes as she leaned against the counter. “Thinking about you is the only thing that gets me through it,” she admitted.

“I would hope so,” Nicky chuckled and kissed her cheek. “Though what do you think, if we do end up with a baby one way or another, of being a nanny?”

Jaida tilted her head. “A nanny?”

“Think about it, you’ll have reason to spend more time here, you can make some extra money,” she listed. “And it makes you less suspicious in the neighborhood. I had to tell Sally across the street that you’re the maid.”

She mulled it over for a moment. “I guess nanny is a step up from maid,” she decided. “What time is it? I think I have to get going.”

Nicky looked up at the clock. “It’s a quarter to five,” she told her. “Can’t you stay a little longer?”

Jaida shook her head. “We’re playing with fire as it is. But I’ll see you tomorrow,” she promised, wrapping her arms around Nicky’s waist and kissing her deeply. “I love you,” she whispered against her lips.

“I love you too,” Nicky held onto her a little tighter, as if she could get her to stay. “Until tomorrow,” she murmured.

Jaida stole one more kiss before she started to leave. “Until tomorrow,” she echoed quietly.

[phillipcole]

Post-AGT Appearance 801: Scott Shannon in the Morning May 8

My Homeland would drop to 21, The John Williams Medley to 22 and Please vote for Avonelle to 32 that weekend.  Political events would still be behind schedule, but the last of Trump’s Cabinet picks (including 2 persons not in his real cabinet) would have been approved on May 5.  Flynn would still be there, arguing with the President about Comey’s future.  He too would be lingering, with too much work to engage in petty press releases.  I would have just had a complete physical upon turning 56, with authorization to push full speed ahead on all projects, with only a set of bifocals on order.  Shannon would not have much to talk about, and the decision to discontinue the weekly visits past June 30 would be official but not publicly revealed.

Shannon: That was My Homeland by Phil Cole and Celine Dion, signalling Phil’s weekly check-in with us.  Phil are you there?

PBC: Yes, sir.

Shannon: And how do you feel?

PBC: Great!  I just got a physical and I’m ok to go ahead with the most strenuous schedule my agent can arrange.

Shannon: Starting with a pair of big...engagements in Dollywood I understand.

PBC: Yes, but there’ll be no jokes of that nature coming from me.

Shannon: That’s the interesting thing about you Phil.  Though no subject is off limits to you and your team, you seem to avoid some of the most obvious in your breast, I mean in your face humor.

PBC: Anyone can make those jokes.  No one deserves to live off of them.

Shannon: Surely you must be looking forward to seeing the hills of Tennessee up close.

PBC: Yes, and the lakes of Minnesota in October.  I missed them last year, remember.

Shannon: So you turned a Dolly Parton joke into a Lee Greenwood reference.

PBC: Yes, did you ever air that routine about God bless the USA?

Shannon: I think I have a clip of it right here.

(He plays a bit from that routine posted 2 years ago.)

Shannon: Ha ha ha did Lee Greenwood ever talk to you about that?

PBC: Yes, he told me I was exactly right about his motives.

Shannon: And this week you promised a routine about pop hits that have kept your songs from reaching number one.  How are they doing this week by the way?

PBC: 21,22, 32.

Shannon: Ever date a girl with those measurements?

PBC: Are there any?  Maybe pithagoras did and had plenty of time to study triangles.

Shannon: Ha ha ha instead of ovals ha ha.

PBC: Who specialized in arcs?

Shannon: Noah I guess.

PBC: Good one!

Shannon: So, ha ha I think it’s time to start your new routine, so at least most listeners will know what you’re talking about.

PBC: Alright, Cole does this one because it gets a little lowbrow.

Shannon: Good.

PBC: Yeah, take it Cole.

Cole: Thank you.  Well first of all there’s that song by Ed Sheerin that’s been number one since the 1950s on accounta he finally admitted to the lust that motivates most relationships.  that song oughtta be twice as long with lyrics like:

I put up with your screechy voice,

Lyin, cheatin, wreckin’ my Rolls Royce,

‘Cause when I get you in the sack,

I don’t think about a missin’ nicknack.

Somethin’ like that.

That song not only kept us outta number one but blocked Taylor Swift and Zayn.  That coulda been:

I don’t wanna live forever, just keep Phil Cole from hittin’ number one.

Now, I’m glad someone finally added words to chopsticks

Shannon: Ha ha ha.

Cole: But if yer gonna write a song called play that song you oughta at least tell us what song it is.  Remember that old Olivia Newton-John song Please Mr. Please, don’t play B-17.  Now B-17 is a silly name for a song.

Shannon: I...uhh...I don’t think.

Cole: I reckon B-17 must be about a bad warplane or somethin’.

Shannon: Oh ha ha ha

Cole: But at least she tells ya what the song is.  Remember Casablanca.  “Play it, Sam”  Then he said “Play it Sam.  If she can take it so can I.”  Well they made no secret what that song was.  He played it both times all the way through.  Then they kept playin’ it all through the borin’ parts of the movie.  One more was that other story about makin’ love all night to a fav’rite song: Sweet home Alabama.  So what’s the name a that song: Train?

Then there’s that new lullaby song.  That’s real nice.  You can’t get a younger audience.  That song oughtta start with a video where she rescues the kid from the treetop.

Shannon: Ha ha ha ha ha that is a winner!

Cole: Well, I’ll quit while I’m ahead then.

Shannon: How many more did you have?

Cole: About 30 more.

PBC: And we’ll have an even better one about country songs after we release the new single.

Shannon: And that’s on May..

PBC: 27.

Shannon: Very well!  That was great!  Talk to you next week.

PBC: My pleasure.

Shannon: That was Phillip and Cole’s variety Team.  Stay with us.