One of my best girl's from back home was featured in the San Francisco Chronicle today! Granted, it was a feature on her being a "professional pot dealer" but still. In California there are "pot clubs" where medical marijuana is sold to people that have obtained cannabis club cards from doctors. Generally these people pay a doctor a couple hundred to give them one of these cards after they bullshit about not being able to sleep or some shit. Some people actually do have ailments but more often than not you got people who are just trying to get lifted and not have to deal with Dontrell at the corner of 35th and MacArthur, ya dig?
Anyways, what I love about this is that she just got back from a 9 month stint in Namibia teaching African children during the day and sleeping in a hut at night. I am extremely happy that she is back, though I must say she is one of the most compelling people I know, and that experience only made her even more awesome and interesting. But what is so great is that she worked at the pot club before she left, went and did some amazing humanitarian work, and is now again slanging some good shit to the fine people of the Bay Area. Just another reason why she is awesome. I'm even loving this more mature shorter haircut she is rocking. If you need proof that she is indeed my homegirl and I'm not sensationalizing some random chick from the newspaper, here we are below with Hal Sparks in SF a few years back.
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