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Pleasant, gentle puff. Not at all like a barrage of bullets. No coughing. Smooth. Mild mannered on the tongue. 2 hits for Martini61. Calamity Jane (or Annie-Got-Her-AK-47) took three. She will henceforth be referred to as CJ. Old Man Blathers is also making a cameo in this review. “How would you describe the high?” asked Martini61. CJ fans her fingers in front of her face, peeping from behind. 1, 2, 3 fingers wave before her eyes. “Ooooh,” says Martini61. “Shy but playful finger moving and cute eye widening.” CJ is slammed. The other two seem to be having a more gradual ascent. OMB saw it more as an approach rather than an ascent. Martini61: happy, giggling, gentle high. CJ: (a series of facial expressions, from the happy to the confused to the bilateral) Creativity MIGHT be good; but implementation, verbalization, and delivery of service - a term that makes CJ barf in her mind - are all way down. So is creativity increase? Does creativity exist in that realm? Philosophical thought inclined; but, once again, implementation and verbalization is way down. Conversation is impaired. We are certainly under the impression that we are saying things to each other and we know well enough to wait while others were talking. But there is no rhyme nor reason. 20 minutes later, we prolonged period of coherent communication. Communication revived. Down a level. OMB says he’s more stoned whereas before he was more high. Stoned: Increased eyelid weight. High: Racing brain. Indica vs. Sativa, we discovered. Martini61 is desperate to know if she’s the only one - and Calamity Jane - who don’t know the difference between high and stoned. So Old Man Blathers reaches out for a lineline: He texts college friend Dave Useda, who replied, “Scadush...vs. Vienna Boys’ Choir going, ‘Aaaaaaah!’” When asked to define ‘scadush,’ Useda replies, “Sca...dush...slo mo crashing into bed.”