Next Monday, Honolulu-born Marcus Mariota, along with five
other Hawaiians, will lead the Oregon Ducks against the Ohio State
Buckeyes in Arlington, Texas, for the first national championship of
I’ve been covering this beat for a year now, and it’s
astonishing how far Portland’s dispensaries have come in just that time.
Like a blooming jug of kombucha, the city’s medical marijua
From Bill Walton jamming with Jerry Garcia on a porch off
Northwest 23rd Avenue through a list of Jail Blazers alumni we’ll leave
out for word-count purposes, the Trail Blazers and grass go to
Marijuana is legal in Oregon. Read that out loud. The
goodness of that reality is so hard to accept—particularly when
high—that it’s just now starting to feel real. It also seems like the
Siobhan Gill pulls on a glass pipe shaped like Absolem, the caterpillar in Alice in Wonderland.
A bowl loaded with AK-47 marijuana flares, and soon smoke billows back
out, curling up, framed by
Willie Weed goes to buy weed in Vancouver, but there ain’t no weed.
The first time I spent any time in Vancouver was in the
mid-’90s, drawn by the prospect of making out with my house-sitting
girlfriend in a land devoid of parents and Oregon law. The house was a
Some day in the near future, your neighborhood is likely
to be rocked by an explosion. The force will probably to be minor:
enough to blow out a few windows and maybe some drywall.
Eco Firma Farms offers a glimpse at Portland’s artisanal pot future.
Jesse is a little nervous.
don’t take people up here,” he tells me. “And I was having second
thoughts bringing you up. But then I wondered if you were worried I
might try and kill y
The hallmarks here are the taste of set-out Fujis and a
dense body melt that sedates without a knockout, ideal for everything
from that Cirque du Soleil show about frogs to a matinee v