On To Seattle

The first time I played the Seattle Hempfest I had these cute jokes ready: "I wish I had the Twinkie concession at this bastard." Stuff like that. However after hearing the incredible tales of legal and medical woes given by a variety of speakers, I canceled the joke portion. While I don't smoke marijuana and haven't in decades, I support the medical part especially when it can mean the difference between life and death, and it can. I also don't appreciate the obnoxious losers in the Bush administration lecturing us for years about States Rights, but only if the state does what the feds want.
I even regret a joke I sold Jay Leno about a marijuana initiative - "that's one of the few times you'll see marijuana and initiative in the same sentence." I will also add that it was personally quite tough for me to quit because it was such a cozy drug and there wasn't a whole lot of downside. But I recognized it was time and I moved on. Ironically, I never knew I had a marketable sense of humor back in those days. Thanks to the effects of the pot, everyone seemed quite amusing. And yes, I did slam my share of Twinkies. Nothing like the midnight walk to the convenience store to let you feel the true spirits of the night. Oh well. This Saturday I return to the Hempfest for a couple of shows. The first one is at around noon on the main stage before a basically empty field. For some reason this is a late arriving crowd. The second one is in a tent around 5 and that has the potential to be quite memorable. By then there should be around 70,000 people in the park so the scene could be rather intense in a very mellow way. I hear Randi Rhodes of Air America will be on the main stage sometime after us. Maybe I'll slip her a couple of pages of Bush jokes. Leno's off for two weeks but that doesn't mean I have to stop.