The weed that is currently in my stash, it is great man... it's like... really fluffy and soft... dark green... sticky... smells really nice... very few stems and seeds. It's really easy to work on them and get them ready for the pipe. And once I put it in the pipe and light it, it is perfect. Not too strong, not too soft... just about right. And when the smoke clears, the aroma isn't smelly or pungent, it's more like... leaving a background of good memories. I am reminded of the time when I used to smoke with my best friend, during college. We smoked similar stuff that I'm smoking now. The good stuff. But the guys I used to smoke with, are all gone... only I remain. My best friend and I, we used to hang out together all the time... but after college, we hardly meet... once a year... or once in couple of years. Last year, I met my best friend and I offered him a joint, and he said, "No thanks man. I don't smoke anymore." I was so surprised, and I asked him, "The fuck do you mean, you don't smoke?" And he said apologetically, "I quit that stuff. It's not my thing." And I asked him, "What do you mean, it's not your 'thing'?" And he just shrugged and said, "It's just not my thing." I stopped asking here coz... I thought I heard enough. He's still my best friend, but... he's just not my smoking buddy anymore. He's just my 'best friend who doesn't smoke'. Anyway... so here I am, smoking the best quality weed I have smoked in awhile... alone. I wish I had a best friend who smoked.