White Russian

I’m not gonna do it. It’s too easy and I don’t always have to go for the low hanging fruit. I could though. Like so many others, I could be obvious and conjure a classic line from the unholy legion of movie quotes that occupy my screen-addled brain, replacing reason and sensibility with lines from a straight-to-DVD Hellraiser movie or a Strongbad email. But I won’t. I’m not going to reference a certain beloved, neo-noir dramedy about a stoner who loves bowling and drinks White Russians. I’m showing self-restraint and not indulging. Indulgences are good for the soul but can become a habit if you let them. For instance, an indulgence I try to avoid is the often frowned-upon Wake & Bake. While I certainly don’t judge anyone for whom the morning smoke is a regular thing, it’s just not my style. This is due only to how much I enjoy it; I know it would quickly become a habit. For most strains I enjoy on a regular basis, the Wake & Bake cancels all morning plans and is a serious threat to my afternoon as well. Enter White Russian, which could be a stage direction in literally any Chekhov play, a sativa-dominant hybrid of White Widow and AK-47 (get it?), and well-known for its high potency. It was with this that, upon awaking one fine day to once again wallow in the agonizingly slow heat death of the universe, I stood, as if in defiance against this cosmic decay and, to the rising of the pitiless dawn itself, declared: “Oh, screw it. I’m having a Wake & Bake.” Fast forward an hour or two, when my wife and I went out to accomplish our tedious grown-up tasks, I felt a lingering calm that carried me through our trek into the wasteland. What starts with a slow, calming high becomes a surprisingly long-lasting relaxation which left me both uplifted and energetic and got me wondering if sometimes an indulgence may in fact be a good habit in disguise. And if you disagree, well that’s just, like, your opinion, man… Ah, damn it.

AN old school HEAVY HITTER! Novices, don't do anything!DO NOT leave your bed or couch or chair or bean bag...Trying is as RSO is a must for those suffering from severe pain. THe WR flower is alwasy gorgeous and pungent, when cultivated correctly. You'll get a little dizzy and lost in space for sure. Have fun and be careful - do not drive on this one at all! Otherwise a Godsend of a strain :)

I get nostalgic every time I pick this train up which is once in a while. Before the legalization Santa Claus would leave me an ounce of this in my stocking every year as a little girl. It brings me back. I'll always have a soft spot for the strain. If you take too much you will be hanging out with an elf in your backyard.