Title says it all, along with Janis and Big Brother & the Holding Company…anyhow, let’s hear your stoner cheap thrills, whether it’s somewhere in this cubic centimeter in the spacetime continuum or a return to the seeds & stems blues of the previous century. See where I’m going here?
Full disclosure: I been vaping weed and sipping bourbon, and I’m feelin’ it!
Today’s cheap thrill is me watching my robot vacuum doing its thing, and thinking I need a little troll doll or a naked hula girl to ride on the top. Gotta be pretty small; don’t wanna decapitate her when she goes under the bed.
Your turn. Mebbe later, I’ll tell you about kickin’ the sign in Austin in 1970.
Enjoying the simple pleasures is what life is all about! I love hearing about quirky cheap thrills like watching a robot vacuum or listening to some classic tunes. They remind us to find joy in the small moments and not take things too seriously. Thanks for sharing your story; it made me smile.
“Kicking the sign” was a favorite in Austin, TX in 1970, when woke meant you weren’t walking on your knees and hadn’t passed out yet. Mandatory components always included at least two stoners, copious amounts of Mexican reefer, and a big-ass Lone Star Beer sign that stood about 30 feet tall on a couple of hollow steel posts about 6 inches in diameter and 6-10 feet apart. Options frequently used were beer and LSD. We’d take turns, with one stoner standing between the posts while the other kicked it. It was kinda like a giant tuning fork.
What was the saying , you know it’s good weed when you gleefully spend 45 minutes rewinding three feet of tape back into a cassette with a pencil . Peace .
It would be interesting seeing how sharks do it, especially since male sharks have two peckers (claspers). It’s mind-blowing, especially considering how much trouble we get into with just one.
Never mind the LGBTQPMSBPHNBXFBICIABLM fornicopia of the 21st century.
