What tripped your trigger?

I think most ppl's story is the same basically we were tired of having to pay for it. Then comes the who you get it from aspect. It's all a pain do you remember the days of scraping the pipe for res till someone could come through on a bag? Then finally getting it and it's seeds and stems with some green powdery stuff in there SOB i waited for 2 days for an oz of BS? Ahh goodtimes goodtimes...DSP

 

I remember those days quite vividly.


Scraping resin


Oh the good old days. Now I just throw that nasty shit away.

 

What tripped Your Trigger?


:new_olympic1: May I digress first. After Woodstock (1969) when a bag went over $25 an OZ. The past forty years I've been ripped off by teen-, twenty-, thirty-, forty-, fifty- & sixty- somethings, I've said F--- Them All, I will grow my own and now have begun the process of doing it. I've recently purchased and recieved some Church & Big Bang (Greenhouse) and Aurora Indica (Nirvana). When I get thing going and figure this computer stuff out, will gladly share info with all. Happy New Year to all and Bless this new adventure. Rock On & Smoke On.

 

Ive recently had some of that church. Its an OK smoke, you'l like it.

 

I started smokin heavy after graduating high school and started slangin to all the my boys soon after. Just made sense I would just grab an onion or two and piece out a bit and smoke for free sometimes make a few. Slowly progressed into more and more until it turned into decent quantities. Never allowed it to get TOO big cause I was in school and didn't wanna mess nothing up but over time the stress would just eat me up. Chilled out to just buying zips of personal for the head my last year of school and then when I graduated I got the ball rolling on doing it myself.


It was always my plan from the beginning since along my run I ran into so many guys that did it themselves. I was the schmuck paying top dollar for the shit they grew but never wanted to risk doing it myself cause I was paranoid enough about a few plants outdoors each year. But after graduating school I had been away from the scene for a while and felt less paranoid and had the means to do a proper setup that I felt safe about. I lurked around growing sites for years and found GK when I was getting my first indoor setup (little over a year ago). I frequent other sites but this is the only one I post on. You guys keep it real:thumbsup:


P.S. Great idea for a thread Tripper!! It's interesting to see the different paths people take to get to the same point.

 

My personal journey started after high school. I had been wanting to grow probably since i discovered mj in high school, and in my spare time i would go to the bookstore and read hightimes and grow books and stuff like that. After high school, most of my friends went away to college and i stayed back in my home town doing community college, so i had a lot of free time and boredom on my hands. I did some research, and decided to go guerrilla all over everyone's asses. Bagseed out in the sun, and harvested about 4 oz in the fall. I have been hooked ever since and can't wait to start a grow indoors. That's my ultimate fantasy.

 

LOL I was a overgrow member(speak of it I recall my first growshow every one booed me cause it was winter and my buds were the size of a quarter haha) in the 8th or 9th grade that was about 8 or 9 years ago ive been growing on and off ever sense. I first started advanced growing maybe for 2 years now by advanced I mean indoor HPS, sog, my own soil/soilless mixes, and the good nutes not MG shit. I have learned alot man when I first started off indoors with a 600w hps I was wasting so many watts on shit I didnt need like big portable ac unit etc.

 

I had some beans and decided to see what I could do with them. I also got tired of trying to hunt down good smoke. What a pain in the ass that was.

 

I'm with ya on that one Res/Herb.


It started here with cancer with a friend, grew, even shaved the head in support. Once those first seeds popped though, I was in it for all the right reasons - right as rain. In my hectic world, the peace of just watering the plants, trimming, etc., definitely Zen like. Oh, and $400oz - better investment that clipping fek'n coupons, not that I would ever click fek'n coupons, ever - would ruin the image.


Now, I couldn't imagine not growing. "Once you sprout, you don't doubt." Grown on GK and feel the love baby. Colorado love.


~Kojak

 

is that kojack?


kewl

 

factors


My initial spark had always been there. But when I started doing some math, and I saw how much we were spending on weed each year, I immediately recognized that the amount of money saved would be equivalent to having a 3rd income in the household. I work, my wife works, and now that we aren't spending 10s of thousands of dollars on herbs each year, we have significantly more cash.


I also just got sick and fucking tired of calling around and finding out who has weed, what quality, the number (cost of order) and how long it would be until somebody could hook it up. Then, of course, I'd have to bitch out at least 1 person for not being on point in the transaction. And I REALLY fucking hated waiting for people to call me back.


I got tired of having anxiety everytime the weed stash was getting low and I had to start working the phones again and just hope somebody had something worth paying for.


Now I control the whole fucking thing and I don't have to rely on complete fools to take care of business at any point in the process. I've eliminated so many fucking roadblocks to scoring weed. Now I can smoke all I want, and not have to spend crazy $$$ to do it. :thumbsup:

 

I hear ya Scotty. Reading your words took me back. What a freakin' pain in the ass all of that was! Never again...ever.

 

bullshit is over

WORD! :thumbsup:

 

Nice Scotty! that's it in a nutshell. I've been wanting to add to my original post here, and I've got some stamina to do so. (Rumple Mitnze and Diesel)

It's fact. And I'll elaborate: I have been on both sides of that situaton. And I'll type out the 2 dimentions of it.


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True situation 1 (the heads side): Back before cell phones and pagers and shit, people would call your house for weed had you been known to be inclined to help people out in such a manner. For which I was. And it would go a couple of different ways. Outlined here.....

1. *RING* Me: Hello?
   
2. Caller: Hey Man? Anything going on?
   
3. Me: yeah sure come on over.
   
4. Caller: OK see ya in a bit.
   
5. Click.
   

OR....

1. *RING* and I don't answer ('cause I'm busy getting frisky or stoned and don't want to be bothered)
   
2. *RING*
   
3. *RING*
   
4. *RING* (STILL NOT ANSWERING FUCKER!!! FUCK OFF!)
   
5. *RING*
   
6. *RING* Me: WHAT THE FUCK DO YOU WANT?!!!!
   
7. Caller: Uh hey Man, is this a bad time?
   
8. Me: Yeah Jerkoff, I'll call you back later. *click*
   
9. (5 minutes later)
   
10. *RING*
    
11. *RING*
    
12. (off the hook)
    

OR......

1. *RING* Me: PSYCHO'S MORGUE!! You grill 'em We Chill 'em
   
2. Caller: Uh....What?
   
3. Me: Who is this and what the fuck do you want?
   
4. Caller: Hey Man it's **** wondering if you had anything?
   
5. Me: Maybe later man, I'll give you a shout
   
6. Caller: OK cool Man (click)
   
7. (30 minutes later...)
   
8. *RING*
   
9. Me: Hello?
   
10. Caller: Hey Bro, it's **** again. Did you re-up yet?
    
11. Me: You stupid Fuck. Quit calling me. I'll call you Dickhead. Or I'll see ya later at band practice. (click)
    

GRRRR. AGGRIVATING ON THAT SIDE OF THE COIN....


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True Situation #2 (the Flip side) I had to call friends in a similar but understanding fashion. Which usually went something like this....

1. *RING*
   
2. Friend with weed: Hello?
   
3. Me: Hey Bud, what's up? Doing anything?
   
4. Friend with weed: Ahh.. Just sitting here watching Live At Pompeii, welcome to come by and grab something.
   
5. Me: Ahhhrighty then see ya in a bit.
   

Whereas I procede to be stuck there for the remainder of the evening getting stoned and listening to Pink Floyd or RUSH. Whilst pissing off the wife.


OR>>>>>>>>>>>>>

1. *RING*
   
2. Friend with weed: Hello?
   
3. Me: Hey man, can I stop over and grab something?
   
4. Friend with weed: Uh...lemme get with ya tommorow, Cool?
   
5. Me: Sure man, no problem.
   

And he'd show up 5 days later. With some killer shit that he'd been smoking on the whole time I was dry. Prick.


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So...As an Epilogue to that fiasco, (which went on for the better part of 10 years) I learned to grow bud. Not well at first. Not even the greatest now but, I ain't in the the rat race to buy it anymore either.


*as a sidenote to the running commentary above, both *Caller* and *Friend with weed* have also grown for years and, we continue to share stories about what a bunch of fucking jerks we were back then.

 

psyco ideas


yeah dude, one of the things i hated most was having to be on the black market. cuz theres other things on that black market that may distract me from achieving my objective of procuring cannabis.

 

I might be in a different boat than all of you guys.


I smoked back in high school and than got out of it. Fam and work.


Than the summer before last a friend made a bet with me that I couldn't and wouldn't dare grow weed. I am always bragging about what I can grow in the garden and giving away the fruits of my labor just because I love it.


I did an outdoor grow first. You might all remember that I had to harvest early due to mold issues but got about 10oz Ithink. Can't remember.


Anyway fact is I do not smoke but LOVE to grow.


I have been debating on telling people on here cause I still want to be accepted as one of you guys.


I sell to a couple of friends only a hair above cost to maintain my love affair. But being around it has me contemplating on starting to smoke.


Some of my thread starters.


-Getting the munchies after playing with the girls


can you tell how potent it is besides smoking it.-


Just a couple.


I truly hope I have made some friends here since I consider all of you, mine.


Just call me crazy Blah

 

Fuck that, we dont give a shit.


I don't grow, but they let me become a mod