CAN I BE HIM WHEN I GROW UP?

So I have this new fascination with youtube, which comes from going to school in a foreign country and not being able to work here. As I have said one thousand times, I am so bored. But thats okay, because spanning from that is entertainment (both yours and mine).

I don't remember how I found out about Shane Dawson, but he has to be my new favorite guy on this planet. He's a celebrated youtube star and everyone of his videos I am pretty much in love with. I find myself quoting them every once in a while (to the dismay of everyone who knows me).

But the reason I love Shane Dawson is because I feel like deep down we can all relate to him. We've all got a little bit of Shananay inside of us, just trying to break out.

Here's his latest awesome video: 

LETS SMOKE A FATTY BLUNT (LEGALLY THAT IS)

So you and I have all heard of what's going on in the states, hopefully. Since I've been here in France, I have paid more attention to what's going on back home in the states then I ever have before. So guess what's happening?

California is could become my favorite state, and maybe the government is about to pull its head out of its ass.

I'm also going to see how many different names for pot I can think of without looking it up on Urban Dictionary. To help you out, I will henceforth be highlighting all terminology in a lovely color green, just for this occasion.

There has been a lot of talk about the legalization of the 420 lately, and although I'm sure not all of you agree with this idea, I must say I am looking forward to the next couple years with hardcore enthusiasm. And believe me, I'm not just saying this because I like to have a bowl every once in a while. In fact, I rarely ever smoke, but I can't deny something good when I hear about it. First, lets please regard that California is putting a stop to the massive raids being put up against those who legal sell mary-jane to cancer patients and all those other guys who need to be baked just to feel something other then the sting of chemical radiation treatment. The Obama administration made it clear that although ganja is technically illegal, the police can no longer raid licensed dealers to the terminally ill. I call that a small victory. 

Now lets talk about the fact that a metric fuck ton of states (for example Michigan) have been pushing bills to legalize grass for other terminally ill folks.  And of course those awesome Obama/Biden guys just nominated Seattle police chief Gil Kerlikowske as America's next Drug Czar (oh and Obama overturned that wonderful Bush idea of making the drug-dude apart of the cabinet, because when did Bush ever have a bad idea?). For those of you who are A) not from Seattle or B) are from Seattle but don't partake in cannabis, Kerlikowske is the man who decided that Seattle cops were too busy to care about dube and decriminalized the action of personal use. Now, you can toke up next to a cop and he won't care! God, I love Seattle. 

That one guy everyone thinks is hot but I'm not so into, Michael Phelps got caught puffing on some pod and guess what? He hasn't shot anyone, is still as smart as he was before, can probably kick your ass in a swimming pool, and was only dumped by Kellogs. Oh hey, wait, he's still making more money then my education costs, I think he's doing good. Did we just disprove a myth?

The recent news that a Mexican Drug Lord made the Forbes list this year, and the fact that tensions around the US-Mexican boarder have been high due to herb trafficing has really started to shine a light on all the under-the-counter crap that goes on because of shish smuggling: including but not limited to the selling to minors, all the untaxed money thats being given to this Mexican drug dude, and - oh you know - death. People are started to notice, is it actually worth it?

Introduce the facts: weed has completely dethroned corn as America's highest grossing cash crop, and I don't think I'm alone when I say that legalization of mexican locoweed would do wonders for our dying economy. Alcohol prohibition ended in the hight of the great depression, 1933, which pumped up the economy and ended illegal bootlegging. Jolly green legalization would get our economy back on track in a heart beat. Legalize it, and then tax the shit out of it like they do for alcohol and cigarettes. Remember moonshiners? Just like dealers would be, those guys were out of business in a snap. Not to mention think of how many new jobs will be created because of production, packaging, advertisement, and - of course - sales.

This leads me to my last and final thing to write about today folks. California has a bill that would monitor, tax, and -above all - legalize the hay. And with all the money that will come from this, and how many stoners live in California, I am really praying for this one guys. And not just cause I like to dabble in kawaii electric every now and again. Think about how much this will do for public safety, health, the economy, and not to mention being a little more badass when I tell people "Yeah, I'm from America". Come on California, do good for us baby. You failed me on Prop 8, but I'm just waiting for the day where head shops and rolling papers aren't just for cigarettes. 

I am so excited to go to Amsterdam for my vacation. 

WOMEN OF THE WORLD: THIS IS AWESOME

So I am going to apologize now to all the non-female readers of this blog (which I don't think there are any because only my friends read this and for some reason I don't have any male friends), but this is something I just HAD to share with my fellow women. I found something out from my friend Kathryn (not to be confused with Catherine) today, she told me about this awesome thing called a MoonCup. Now I don't know what it is about female oriented things having some odd connection with the moon, but my mom's into it too so maybe I'll have to fill her in on this awesome phenomena. 

The MoonCup is pretty much a tampon, but its NOT a tampon. Its a little cup for all that yucky menstruation crap. You put it in, it fills with vaginal gunk, then after four to eight hours you empty it into the toilet. Here's the kicker: you simply clean the cup and USE IT AGAIN! When you're done with your period, just clean it out and store it in the little bag it comes in.

I know this probably sounds really weird, and I thought the same thing about it too when Kathryn was telling me about it, but after doing a little research I think this thing is pretty awesome. Its better for the environment, saves money in the long run, is better for you (the mooncup has no connection to TSS, isn't a disgusting breading ground for bacteria, and is better for your vagina in multiple ways), and last but not least - its super comfortable. Now that being said, I haven't tried it yet, but after hearing the rants and raves of both personal testaments from strangers as well as Kathryn, I'm going to order my own.

I hardcore encourage all of you to take a look into this thing with an open mind, because this is awesome - purely awesome. Take a look at the website, and see what you all think. The original company is based in the UK and doesn't ship to the states, but because America copies everything from England's language to the concept of Big Brother, there is an American based company where you can get your mooncup if you so desire (the American company also has a latex option, but I think silicon is less creepy, plus the American latex one looks too much like a plunger). 

I am going to order mine RIGHT NOW.

THIS MAN IS MY HERO (SORT OF)

According to CNN, around 2 a.m. in buck-fuck-nowhere in Australia, a kangaroo attacked a human.

And by attacked I mean jumped through a window all ninja style and destroyed the place with its bad ass ninja skills. Oh, thats a paraphrased quote by the way. You'll see what I mean.

Although I am not okay with cruelty to animals, when a kangaroo smashes through MY window at 2 in the morning, I'll want this brave man with me. 

PUSHING DAISIES

Because for some reason, I only jump onto loving a t.v. show when its been:

A) Out for a long time and on its third season.

B) Cancelled.

This would be an example of column B, Pushing Daisies is probably one of my new favorite t.v. shows. And it was cancelled after two seasons. None the less, I fully encourage all of you to take a look at this show. Perhaps a sudden flood of fan based support will bring the show back, at least to wrap up some loose ends. 

This show really makes me want to learn to bake pies and bag a six-foot-three boy with social issues.