I handed my dad a joint to smell. A second after, the braithwaite clan crowded around our bag of Colorados legal weed. I went around the lake with Lucy and pocketed the burning stick between sightings and voices and branch twitches. No one was home afterward except larry. We chatted and i acted way calm. Act calm to be calm. someone gave that advice at some point Came back and did the thing ive had to do. Which was lying to my uber Rental car company. It worked until it didnt and I was outta money again. Larry said "how was lucy" and "I have cookies." I say "oh sick" Then he mumbles to my previously asleep dad. Me and my dad take 3 plastic boxes Of cookies outside. I play music. He puts headphones in after awkward chatting of 45 seconds. Legal weed in colorado If jenny was here Matt! Oh, my matt! Yofe man! Manon! Is definitely not a friend in my head.. She is my love.. Ghost massages me outside on the deck movie. Or the dog. Write with nick. Dog on his heind legs. Hes had that movie idea before: Talking dog and cats. Movie like manchester by the sea. Start with the picking of the dog poo Or coming in with the harness to larry Screaming "does anyone wanna come?" No Screaming "should i pick up this poo with the bag? If its in the yard before the trail and "the walk"? Bag meant for public poos. Focus my creativity instead of blurting it out and social media and WordPresses.