June 16, 2009 at 2:41 pm
Tagged: Cannabis, Politics, Reviews
On my after-lunch constitutional today I ran across a head shop, Shell Shock. The Edmontonians I’ve been chatting with are a pretty laid back bunch. Shock’s staff were more courteous than shop staff in Vancouver, particularly those at the BCMP and the Seed Bank.
We had a nice chat about vaporizers, politics, bongs, politics, the recent Toronto Cannabis Cup, and politics. Then they handed me a card, which was covered in perforations.
“Oh,” I said, “so you can break it into filters! Neat!”
I had passed their test, so they invited me to a Solstice party that requires a secret password to enter — it looks like I won’t be back until Monday (earliest). I turned to leave and saw something I’ve wanted ever since Tupac used one: A gas mask pipe.

Purchased! I’m fascinated (SFW) by gas masks (NSFW) — because they’re cute (SFW) — and this thing is gold.
Question for the aviating audience: Who thinks I can carry this on, and who thinks I should check it? Will it get through security, or is there a rule about masks? I don’t care about getting searched — that’s just blog fodder — but I don’t want my new toy confiscated like a tube of toothpaste.
On the other hand, if they search me they’ll almost certainly read my journal, and I’m not sure that my writing projects are appropriate for all audiences.
I’m dumbstruck at the ease with which I ingratiated myself into the Edmonton counterculture. Makes me think still more that I’m just not cut out for what I have hitherto considered ‘normal’ society.
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lol! that was cool! you look like you need to go to other planet having that suit.. really that was cool..