How about them Knicks?

So glad My knicks are doing well this season, we still stink but we are much improved from last season. I think we will make the playoffs this year and keep the adrenaline flowing for when we sign lebron James this summer. I can dream right?

Am I smoking wrong?

In wake of all the super bowl excitement, you can always find it in the good hearts of the rich folks at ABC/ESPN to take any oppurtunity to blow a story out of proportion. So as I'm waking up, I hear Micheal Phelps caught smoking from bong coming up next, to my dismay I was extremely disappointed, I quickly came to reality realizing that no matter how glorious and glorified an athelete is in their playing field they are still human, so you can expect to them make "mistakes". However with all the fame and fortune is that 30min to 2 hour high worth risking it all? Endersoments, Millions of fans, First class ass kissing all day to being nationally ridiculed on every radio station to even low budget public access stations.

In this day an age Marijuna seems to be the acceptable drug of teeny boppers, musicians, modern day hippies, corporate execs basically everyone. Now in elementary school we were forced to watch the ever popular D.A.R.E series and even saturday mornings while getting my fix of Cartoons, the commercial would show the this is your brain on drugs commercial, So with all that programming I deemed drugs as something I would never want to try. Fast forward to College, DRUGS are like second nature, it's like go to class, come back study and get high.

I remember my first time "puffin the magic dragon" like it was my first day of school outfit, this dominican kid who lived on my floor invited me to smoke a "L" so I was like why not, so we head to the back door of the building and he was like" you ever smoked haze before?" and I responded "I have virigin lungs my dude". So we smoked and I handled it pretty well , so after I closed the back door and walked back to my room it was all down hill from there. I started tripping out, seeing 8 walls, laughing, feeling sad, I ate about eight bags of peanut m&m's and tried to take a nap, the nap lasted all of 60 seconds, I then ran to the bathroom to wash my face figuring that might help, not at all. I figured let me try to enjoy this so I put on "high music", songs about to getting high which did nothing for me, so I came to the conclusion it was a wrap for me so I called monkey bear to get my will ready, I told her that she could have my car and to give all my clothes and jewelry to my little cousin, needless to say I survived but that experience might be THE WORST.

Now like any typical teen I tried it a few more times to see if I would like it, this time I waited until I was drunk and took two pulls but still its not for me. I know everybody responds differently to drugs and everything but honestly weed is definitely wack, I rather drink any day of the week before being "high".

I can't fanthom what the allure is to smoking weed but I came to the conclusion I might be smoking it wrong or maybe I'm different from a reggae artist, michael Phelps or any other person who loves the drug....

With that said I will stick to getting high off life and drinking my wavy juice.