[jzchillin]

Slow on the post. I know... long story, but I will give the shorty version.

I had a scare a little over a week ago. I don't know, I may have over reacted but I believe the right choice was made... Here's the story.

I was taking a walk, it was well after dark late at night and I ran into a neighbor.
I had just got done smoking a fatty and he comes up all in his Scottish slang talkin' shit.
Now we are not like the hang out chill kinda neighbors, more like the "I acknowledge you exist" sort of neighbor.
So at some point he must have smelled it on me.
So the next night to my surprise he came-o-knockin on my door.
Now this guy appears to me to be a straight edge upstanding citizen sort of guy and in no way would smoke any ganja or even drink a beer.
So I invited him in the customary fashion, because if I had not it would have seemed strange in this culture, only into the hallway in front of the door.
He busts out with some shit like "can you hook me up with a little niblet?", but I played it off all nice and cool.
So, after he left I started thinking and as I puffed away on my bowl I started getting paranoid.
Acting like a crackhead peeking out the windows an shit.
So, I gathered up everything, took a tiny clone, and took her to the city mulch pile and buried her remains.
The next day I felt kind of silly, but I have learned the hard way not to play on dangerous grounds.
I still think I made the right decision.

In other words sorry guys, No more pics, no more grow until I have a safe feeling about this again.

But I will still be around to bug you guys and talk shit.

By the way does anyone here operate a Coffeeshop?