In the smoke-choked annals of cannabis history, one name blazes like a Molotov cocktail hurled at the establishment: Jack Herer. This strain, christened for the mad prophet of pot, isn’t just weed, it’s a middle finger to the squares, a love song to the freaks, and a wild, careening ride...

• jack herer

Buckle up and brace for a wild ride through the jungle of cannabinoid research. We’re diving headlong into the swirling vortex of THCV, tetrahydrocannabivarin, one of the latest compounds to rise out of the cannabis and hemp, leaving the lab coats rubbing their chins and corporate suits drooling like wolves...

Chattanooga at night is a fever dream of lights and river mist, a city that hums with secrets and the restless pulse of those who shun the 9-to-5 grind. When the moon hangs low over the Tennessee River, and the craving for a strong brew hits harder than a freight...

• amsterdam
• bar
• cafe
• cannabis
• Chattanooga
• coffee
• coffeeshop
• downtown
• hemp
• late night
• nightlife
• Tennessee

The Tennessee hemp scene is a wild, green frontier, a swirling kaleidoscope of buds, baked goods, tinctures, and gummies that hums with the promise of relief and rebellion. It’s a land where THCa in Tennessee dances on the edge of legality, where hemp stores are less like pharmacies and more...

• beverages
• cbd
• Chattanooga
• edibles
• hemp
• joints
• pre-rolls
• Tennessee
• thca
• vapes

Out here on the jagged edge of existence, where the years pile up like empty whiskey bottles, music slinks in like a shaman, offering a primal, pulsating remedy for the wear and tear of time. This ain’t just about crooning to some dusty vinyl or strumming a guitar in a...

• aging
• dancing
• dj
• edm
• festival
• healthcare
• house music
• memory
• music

In a haze of cigarette smoke and existential hunger, I tore through the Southeast like a bat out of hell, chasing the ghost of the perfect craft cocktail. From the garish neon swamps of Miami’s nightclubs to the sawdust-floored dives of Asheville, I guzzled my way through a parade of...

• bartender
• cocktail
• mixologist
• nightlife
• speakeasy

In this frantic whirlwind of modern life, where coffee is slung out of drive through windows like cheap fried food, there’s a joint in Chattanooga that’ll jolt your soul awake.  ATMOSPHERE, a divergent take on a coffeeshop, ain’t just serving caffeinated brews, it’s a wild ride through flavor and vibe. ...

Slip through the shadows and whisper the secret words, for speakeasies are where the night turns electric. From their outlaw roots to their modern, mind-bending rebirth, these hidden dens are more than bars; they’re a wild ride into the unknown. Here’s everything you need to know about speakeasys, from their...

We find ourselves in the sweltering heat of another July.  As the nation prepares to stuff its face with charred meat and blow shit up in the name of freedom, it’s high time we addressed the elephant in the room, or rather, the blundering mammoth tap-dancing across our collective consciousness....

• 4th of July
• america
• freedom
• united states

As I sit in the cockpit of my beat-up starship, hurtling through the void at speeds that would make your Earth-bound mind implode, I can’t help but reflect on the universal constants that bind us all together in this vast, pulsating universe. And let me tell you, you savages, there’s...

• blunts
• joints
• rolling

In this godforsaken era of legalized reefer madness, any slack-jawed yokel can waltz into a dispensary and emerge with enough THC to sedate a herd of wildebeest. Gone are the days of paranoid teens huddled in basements, giggling maniacally at “Reefer Madness” while passing around a joint rolled with Bible...

The “lazy stoner” trope, sprawled on a sagging couch, drowning in Cheeto dust, eyes glazed like a dead fish, deserves a swift kick to the curb. Cannabis, that sweet, pungent herb, isn’t swaying anyone into lethargy. No, sir, it’s a wild, cosmic fuel for the exercise freaks, the sweat-drenched maniacs...