"We Smoked All My Bud Last Night"

I wont even try to explain this one.

Instead, I'll let Sasha Frere-Jones do the honors.

Read what he has to say, then listen to this.

Thursday Happy Hour: Now With More Maui Wowie

It's almost the weekend- let's get it started!

Dewby Or Not Dewby?

I feel I must reply to the Triple S rating of the movie Pineapple Express as posted by Austin. I feel the movie did not display the greatest acting, or special effects, or one liners, and did seem to revolve around dewby more than necessary in order to keep the audience interested. I did feel which can not be overlooked in my opinion was the notion that a particular kind of dewby can be distinguished from another. As the plot develops around the idea that the killers are able to discern the type of dewby left behind and thereby determine it origins and thus have a place to begin their search. While this may seem like a leap in order to base a movie / plot around this idea, I do find it interesting. The idea that a certain person may have a monopoly on a certain dewby, and that if that person was exposed to the same dewby, from another source, that one could infer that that dewby was either stolen, or somehow was able to obtain said dewby from another avenue. Then when confronted about said dewby, lies had to be born in order to protect the fact that a certain person also was privy to dewby origins and therefore was in fact originating their own dewby....while this is a free market...I can only fault on one level. It would be a mistake to think that you could convince one that the dewby you hold in front of them is their own dewby and not the dewby that they you have originated. This idea I think was what I found interesting about the movie, that dewby is unique, and to lump it all together as general "dewby" is truly a mistake.

RATED TRIPLE S

If The Dewby Brothers had a formal moving rating system, this movie would be:

RATED SSS: For being the film equivalent of seeds, stems and overall schwaggy content which may not be suitable for discriminating viewers.

Complete disappointment.

Happy Hour Thursday

For such a historical week, I too have to agree with my fellow Dewby brother that this has been a very long week. Thursday could not have come soon enough.

I found a blatant error in the following article by Forbes magazine which lists the ten things consumers are buying in the current economic environment. I would argue that dewby should be number one on this list, clearly ahead of smart phones and netbooks. Or perhaps it is just lumped in under "Personal Care".

Short and sticky this week for Happy Hour Thursday.

Enjoy!

Is It Happy Hour Yet? No? Damn.

Looks Like You Picked The Wrong Week To Stop Doing Acid, Bros

FYI, dudes, I plan to inflict you with this record at this week's Thursday Happy Hour. You've been warned!

Thursday Happy Hour - A Dewby Brother Travel Experience

Mrs. Dewby and I were fortunate enough to spend the New Years Holiday in the Bay Area of California with good friends. Now if you are anything like me a vacation is not a vacation without a little dewby. In my younger more naive days, I would just hop on the plane with my dewby firmly planted on my thigh and really not think twice about it. However, as I have grown older I have realized this could have significant consequences if I were to get caught at security and have since relied on trying to attain my dewby once I am at my destination.

The great state of California is great for so many reasons. Great weather, great outdoor adventures at the finger tip, great wine throughout the state and yes great dewby readily available. In most regions of the United States, the law of supply and demand rings true when it comes to marijuana. Too much demand and too little supply and therefore usually a fair amount of problems for the average person to locate quality pot at a reasonable price. In California at least from my experience there seems to be much more equilibrium between the demand and supply side. It seems everyone is one degree away from a good bag.

I decided to put this theory to the test upon my arrival at SFO. I was very curious to how long it would take from the time I initiated my request to the time I would be sitting waiting for the vaporizer to warm and subsequently attain the buzz I had long awaited since my departure from the Midwest. Here is how the sequence of events unfolded.

1) Arrived in the rental car at my good friends apartment in Oakland at 7:00 P.M.
2) Asked my future Dewby Brother about locating a bag for the week at 7:05 P.M.
3) Future Dewby Brother tells me he will be able to get one the next day. I'm thinking this is all well and good but I was really hoping to have some before we went out for the evening. After all this is Oakland. But I am a visitor staying in his apartment and didn't want to throw a fit.
4) I politely suggest maybe he can ask his new roommate if he knows of anyone who could get this before we head out. It is about 7:15 at this point on the day of arrival.
5) He asks his roommate and his roommate makes a phone call. The roommate comes back and says I can have it within the next 5 minutes. In my mind, I assume we will need to drive all throughout Oakland and the actual time will be much longer than the 5 minutes promised. We are meeting friends in a very short amount of time and therefore do not have the luxury to spend an hour or more to locate this dewby. Time stamp at this point 7:20.
6) I decide to place the order at 7:20
7) 7:30 Bag is in hand and vaporizer is warming.
8) 7:45 We are crunked!
9) 8:00 In route to meeting friends on time and happy as can be.


How does this happen? Well it helps the supplier literally lives across the street. I don't think this is some kind of luck, it is just a different part of the country with different views on marijuana. In actuality it would have been within 5 minutes but we had to drive to the bank and that cost us the precious 5 minutes. Second with dispensaries everywhere in the bay area, suppliers with a prescription card always have supply. Third everyone knows somebody who has high quality pot.

Another nice feature of buying pot in California is that you can buy in 1/16, 1/8, 1/4 or more. For me who did not need much because of all the various activities planned for the week it was nice to be able to get 1/16 and know I wouldn't be wasting any. As it turned out this was quite a nice experience and thumbs up to California for doing there part in making this a quick, easy and overall positive dewby experience.

Goin to The Dead!

I just want to say how friggin excited I am to have been able to get my hands on tickets during the pre-sale yesterday for The Dead's show at the Rosemont Horizon (It will always be the Rosemont to me). That being said, I do have to mention what a frustrating ordeal it was to get those tickets. Now mind you, I would jump through schwag and high bong water to go to another Dead show, especially considering the line-up on this one (Phil, Bobby, Mickey, Billy, keyboardist Jeff Chimenti from Ratdog, and Warren Haynes aka the baddest ass mofo on six strings!), but there's no excuse for how poor the website that was "handling" the ticket purchase trully is.

Pre-sale started at 11am central time. I, like many many deadheads out there, were online and ready to go. I full well knew that it wouldn't be a very speedy process, but what happened was just obsurd. As soon as the clock struck 11 it was off to the races. Scroll down to the proper show, click purchase tickets, wait, wait, wait, accept terms and conditions, wait, wait ,wait. I'd keep writing wait at this point to show you how slow it was, but honestly, it'd fill up the entire blog. My screen was waiting to connect with the next page for an hour and 15 minutes! I kid you not. An hour and 15 fucking minutes!

I have a buddy in Boulder who was doing the same thing for the Denver show two days following ours. He and I kept texting each other to see if either one of our attempts were successful. Nope. He, like his other friends in the same bowl as us were all stuck at the same spot as well. So, I shot my older brother an e-mail to see how he was coming along out in San Francisco shooting for Shoreline tickets. Shoreline, by the way, may be the best spot to see a Dead show. He was also stuck. The shitty thing is that my brother's web development company bid on the new Dead website a few years ago. He offered a kick ass site that was pleasing to the senses, easy to navigate, and held smooth transactions using the latest and gratest. He didn't get the gig due to nepatism at it's finest. The winning bidder happens to be the son of one of GDP's executives. Look where that got us......STUCK ON THE FUCKING TERMS AND CONDITIONS PAGE!!!!!

So, after an hour and 15 minutes my buddy in Boulder finally got through. From that point it took him another 20 minutes to finalize his transaction due to the fact that the letter verifier wouldn't produce any verifaction letters. As he's trying to get past that toke, my older brother got through to the same spot. At the same time, I get kicked out of the website completely.

At this point, I'm pissed out of my gourds! I wasn't about to give up, but at the same time I felt like GDP owed me something for my time. I'll accept a big fat hairy bowl. I started over and hoped for the best. This time it "only" took about 5 minutes to load each new page. But, things were moving and I started to feel a little more at ease.

I got through to the billing and shipping address page when I hit the next snag. I started to fill out the boxes of personal info only to find out that there were no boxes next to the City and State fields. What? How the fuck am I gonna be able to complete my info? On top of that, none of the icons loaded, just red x's so that I couldn't read what button was what. I couldn't believe it! I called my buddy in Boulder and asked him how he got through that page. Appearently one of the icon's is a drag down for City and State. Since I couldn't read into the x's any deeper than face value I had to take a chance on one of them and go for broke. Here it goes.........

Finally, I was able to purchase my tickets. What a pain in the ass! Whomever that fucker is that put together the site should be deprived of every single show The Dead play this tour. I think that's a reasonable punishment for putting all of us innocent, loyal Deadheads through such a frustrating, maddening, needing a huge hit to calm down website interaction.

Bottom line is that I'm going back to the place where I saw The Dead play every spring and fall throughout my long-haired huge sideburn teenage years where a bong hit was my breakfast. In hindsight, I'd do it all again to get my hands on those tickets. A moment of silence for Jerry.........

Sunday Mornin' Comin' Down

A little kora magic, courtesy of Toumani Diabate, to help smooth out your Sunday morning. This cut is called "Cantelowes" and appears on Diabate's brilliant new record, "The Mande Variations." Enjoy!

(bigger discount)

Someday, I hope to have a storage problem so “big-ass” that I require the services of one Toby Jones…

Pass the j to Chicagoist for tipping us off on this one...and don't miss his TV spots either...

Thursday Happy Hour!

Whew. This working-a-full-week stuff will get to a Brother. But the weekend is almost upon us, and Happy Hour pops off tonight, so let's go ahead and start to get happy with Esau Mwamwaya and Radioclit, "The Very Best." Check out the vids below and dl their free mixtape if you dig what you are hearing. I think and hope we will hear a lot more from Esau in 2009. Enjoy!

Happy New Year From The Dewby Brothers!

I'm not sure what Brother Jimi is smoking in this photo but it sure looks like he's having fun. And his message is timeless:

"When the power of love overcomes the love of power the world will know peace."

Amen to that. From all The Dewby Brothers, we wish you a safe, Happy New Year!