I'm nauseated by the hammer sentiment. I always trip about the kids my 19-month-old plays with; you don't know whose kids you can trust since often the kid's actions are raw manifestations of the parents' most irrational inner self, and a lot of people are just a cancerous, malicious scum. :asskick:

Anyhoo, man I love weed.
It's transcendently comforting. Nothing is more rewarding to the brain. I like how it comes in a rich spectrum of bag appeal and quality. You don't get that diversity from any bottle of rx drugs, those're all just a homogeneous, uniform clump, as if directly from the ass of some braindead corporation. But weed comes in various colors and flavors and there's always a grade to suit your budget.
It makes me want to exercise and philosophize

I guess a disadvantage is that if I wanted to or needed to quit (heaven forbid), it would probably take about 2 months to feel like myself again.