The agreed upon sum has been deposited in all your accounts.

PJ O'rouke? Nugs you get a bonus. I have read "Eat The Rich", and "How to Drive Fast on Drugs While Getting Your Wing-Wang Squeezed and Not Spill Your Drink",

What a title. Still trying to perfect that art. One can dream though.

Weez. I am doing what I love to do. This forum is just gravy. Shit, when I go out and people ask me what I do...what can I say? Oh, I grow weed? Yea, that goes over well on the golf course. Now I get to say I grow weed, and tell all. Kewl.

Below is a pic of a couple of ozs. I found them out on the side of the road. I immediatly turned it to the proper authorties.

Life goes on. Trimmers are trimmin. Patient is out cherry picking the garage, looking for the best she can find for her next dig out. Sucker. My keepers are in the attic. And I would pay money to see her try to get up there. Hell, If she can get up there without killing herself I'll give it to her.

Nugs, Don't worry. The big deal is queer. Frankly it smells. Partner and I were talking about it on the way home. Stevie should have got a on the spot beating. Right there. Just on principal. Do that shit 20 years ago and you'd be lucky to wake up. Bunk the man. Smart. If that's the next generation, there in trouble.

Change gears.

A few quick tips,

1)When stage harvesting and trimming many different plants remember to seperate them, because if you just say fuck it, and hang them on one common line, when they are dry, you will have big problems sorting them all out....guess who did that.

2)The two big ones I staged gave me more than the ones that I just took em all. about 20% more.

3)When dealing with four women, a good I pod with appropriate music is a lifesaver. Think Rage Against The Machine. If you act like you can't hear them, they will go away.

Other than that I got nothing. No car chases, no shootouts, nothing!

The garage should be done by tommorow. I have half the living room dried and cured, ready to take off the stem.

Now I become the bottleneck. The one job I can do forever is knock dried buds off the stem. That's my reward. For a few hours I'm a kid again. Also it keeps the cut uniform, and everybody honest.