Old enough to remember sitting around laughing at Cheech & Chong albums. Young enough to still remember stuff. Most of the time. Previous grow experience: One plant, started by my brother and I. It was a long time ago when seeds could still be found in a friend's stash, and nobody dreamed of buds. We ditched the plant, we were sure our mom would catch us.

Now I'm a grown up, and worry that my kids will catch me. Okay, not really. They're grown up now, and amused by my enthusiasm.