Posts tagged: marijuana
So I was riding my bike north on Washington in downtown a few minutes ago when, under the railway overhead, I passed a guy on the sidewalk smoking a joint. There was no mistaking it.
It made me wonder. If I could smell it, I must have inhaled at least a little bit. Right?
So am I .0000000001 high right now?
Could be a handy excuse today.
“Didn't like that blog item? Oh, sorry, I was partially stoned when I wrote that.”
An email from a reader commenting on today's Slice column makes me suspect the number is not insignificant.
Will people smoking a joint be required by law to stand 25 feet away from the entrance to a building?