I work with a woman my age who loves pearl jam. She’s seen them 10, 20 times. Has every ti let stud and every loster for every show she has seen. When she walks into the warehouse I call her on it. It’s usually Black. “Ahhh, what a coincidence…. It’s your favorite coming of age/lost love anthem…” She still sees them when she can. Pearl Jam taught me to play guitar.

On the topic of weed growth, it would be a fun hobby. I don’t smoke much these days but it’s legal where I am.

One of my friends when I was a kid was obsessed with plants, flowers, gardening, took horticulture at university, he used to grow some s***, it might have partly been the strain, which was a crap shoot, seeds pulled out of various weed, stashed in jar together, he would grow this s***, and by grow I mean really grow, look after it was a sativa. Smelled fruity, potent, sticky and it was a serious stone. To this day some of the strongest I have ever smoked. I used to call it Acid Weed. Just fucked you right up. In think he got to be able to recognize and pick out those seeds.

It would be a fun hobby, but if it’s legal you could just go by all kinds of the best, so it takes away some of the mystique that comes with it. Still a fun hobby.

I once got evicted when he left his equipment with me when he moved out of town. Landlord came in for a repair, saw the set up, left me an eviction notice on the door. They were just starting. 2 weeks in the pot maybe a foot high. Didn’t get anywhere.