Remaining Weedless

By Jim Hagarty
2014
Lots in the news about people smoking weed and sometimes, I feel like I’m missing out. But I know myself enough to know that if I ever light up, in about three weeks, that’s all I’ll be doing all day long. I once got hooked on McIntosh toffee bars. First two a month, then two a week and finally, two a day just before I hit bottom. I have been clean and toffee free for almost 20 years now. A good thing too because now they sell the darned stuff in plastic bags that Houdini would not be able to open with a chainsaw. I am probably the only person to have ever gotten hooked on candy cigarettes. So go ahead and make marijuana legal. Even give it away for free if you want to. Never say never, I guess, but this is one crooked road I don’t think I want to go down.

Author: Jim Hagarty

I am a 72-year-old retired journalist, busy recovering from a lifelong career as an unretired journalist. This year marks a half century of my scratching out little fables about life. My interests include genealogy, humour and music. I live in a little blue shack in Canada and spend most of my time trying to stay out of trouble. I am not that good at it. I also spent years teaching journalism. Poor state of journalism today: My fault. I have a family I don't deserve, a dog that adores me, and two cars the junk yard refuses to accept. My prized possessions include my old guitar and a razor my Dad gave me when I was 14 and which I still use when I bother to shave. Oh, and my great-great-grandfather's blackthorn stick he brought from Ireland in the 1850s. I have only one opinion but it is a good one: People take too many showers.