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There’s an episode of Bojack Horseman where he visits the land of the fish, and has to wear a fishbowl of air on his head. And then he can’t snack because of the glass. I’m getting a snack.

(But, like, I smoked an appropriate amount of weed for me, based on my existing experience. Be safe, kids!)

(Kids: don’t smoke.)

My cat smelled the weed and didn’t seem to like it very much. After a moment he turned away and tried to swat the package. I click on a link in a press release that takes me to “Dr. Kramer’s Cannabis-for-Pets 101 webinar.”

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I finally picked up my shipment of two grams, which cost $27, at the post office Tuesday morning. Canada Post tried to deliver it yesterday, but I wasn’t home — the OCS didn’t notify me of the shipment until the middle of Monday night. As I type, it’s been almost a full week since I placed my initial order, late last Tuesday. If I wanted to buy from a dealer or at an illegal dispensary, I could’ve gotten high within 24 hours of then.

The morel of the story is this is not about mushrooms. The “more all” of the story is: all, all, all, all, all.

Just, Courtney and Kurt are so good.

The moral of the story is that legal pot seems to be pretty legit, like, in both senses of that word. But, at least in this province, you have to wait for it. Slow and steady. The tortoise won the race, but maybe it’s because the hare got high, cared more about the journey and stopped for a nap?

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