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My local pot shops

There are nine pot shops nearby where I am in Chimacum, and a few are quite nice, even unique:

This is Chimacum Cannabis, the closest store to me. It’s a remodeled farm house (on a historical register) in what we call “downtown Chimacum”. The owner likewise remodeled a neighboring house as a cannabis-friendly B&B.

Discovery Bay Cannabis is in an old train that used to run in these parts but was abandoned. It’s been a restaurant and ice cream shop along hwy 101.

Sea Change was the first shop to open on the Olympic Peninsula, the fifth store to be opened in Washington state. It was built as a coffee shop, along hwy 101 just a quick stroll from Discovery Bay Cannabis. The original licensee is now a County Commissioner and sold his cannabis license.

The newest store in the state, “Greens”, completely designed and purpose-built by the S’klallam tribe, again along hwy 101. There are about 5 or 6 tribal cannabis stores in the state which operate under a “compact” with the state that says they will follow (mostly) the laws of the state. Tribal taxes are almost the same as the state’s, and they keep them.

I’m lucky to have so many interesting pot stores in my neighborhood; most of them throughout the west are pretty ordinary, maybe even tacky.

We really, really, need…

A full-blown, all hands on deck, Manhattan-project, moonshot, warp speed scientific project to invent a vaccine against pathological lying. Imagine where we would be if only a few percentages of the population had received this just a year ago.

High from Seattle

I got a haircut the other day.

And I’m not in Seattle, just nearby. If I have any readers that rely on Fox for their TV news (I hope not), Seattle is not falling under the control of the mythical antifa. It is real life Seattleites living on Capitol Hill that took over the police precinct after the cops realized they were outnumbered and left it.

The antifa thing is really interesting. A family on excursion in their old school bus in Forks (Twilight) got hassled by people accusing them of being antifa. In nearby Sequim the local gun store owner saw on facebook that busloads of antifa were heading towards to Sequim to burn and loot the town. Dozens with guns came out to protect the town but were disappointed when antifa didn’t show up. Down in Klamath Falls, the second amendment guys showed up to prevent the busloads of anarchists and were left standing on the curb.

Similar stories about many small towns are showing up everywhere.

Antifa does not exist. Well, not in the form that some people think. Antifa is short for Anti Fascist, they are violently opposed to the violent right wing, both of which thrive on mayhem when the opportunity arises. Similar to the football hooligans in Europe. None of these dudes have degrees in political philosophy.

Seattle is fine. Watch it to see what the changes are.

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Now, I know my radical christian friends actually think Dear leader is a man of faith, but for those gobsmacked by his recent theatrics in front of the church don’t miss Sarah Cooper’s take on his thinking. Anywhere on social media.

Isn’t there even a single mature person in the WH that can tell him he’s doing really stupid things?

PT Opening

Port Townsend opened up today. Retail is open, with limits, and restaurants have severe limits. The idea is to not attract tourists into a tourist town. Most important was my barber shop was open and I made an appointment for next week.

There were sails on the bay today, something I haven’t seen this year. It was tough to find a parking place downtown.

The Port called me to cancel my reservation at the RV park on Point Hudson, which I expected because camping is not allowed yet. That was OK because I had the reservation to see the Race To Alaska. R2AK was cancelled this year. You see, there was something about Americans bringing a deadly disease into the First Nations as the racers put into their towns and villages. Oh, and Canada.

Watching the bizarre performance put on by Dear Leader today was excruciating. Don’t we have a constitutional amendment to deal with situations like this?


I lived and worked in downtown Seattle during the WTO meeting and riots, and know the history quite well.

As I write this I’m watching the riot grow in Seattle. I can tell you what will happen for the next few days. They are starting in the same spot and breaking the same windows as they did in 1999.

Seattle took a lot of lessons from that experience. One was to not let the police try to win. They can’t, they are grossly outnumbered. So far tonight the cops are hanging back watching their cars burn up.

And the protestors are wearing masks and practicing social distancing (well, those two guys busting out the door to Nordstrom’s were kinda close), and carrying umbrellas because it’s wet right now. It’s Seattle.

It’s going to be long night…

Promises made

I know I said I’d write more often, and every morning I wake up intending to write about what I’m doing or current events. And then the day proceeds in yet another surprising way and I end up completely confused again.

It’s been that way since April 1, every effin day. Every day I think things should calm down a bit, and then comes more bullshit. Please Dear Leader, shut the fuck up.

Meanwhile, our county is opening up a bit as it hasn’t had any new cases for a month. We can’t open restaurants and such until neighboring counties qualify under state rules, but barbers can open. Right now I look like it’s 1969. And as I watch the demonstrations, it feels like it, too…

The Times We Are In

All things considered I’m in pretty good shape. I’m parked on my leased lot at the Escapee Cooperative in Chimacum, close to family way over there in Seattle, and it’s nearly impossible to spend money around here.

My days are spent reading, playing video games, listening to the radio, messing around on the internet, and I added cable TV to the mix. I haven’t watched TV for many years (except major sporting events) and am discovering what others have been talking about. I knew that the coming months were going to be quite interesting on the news front and figured I needed the access to more ideas. Sports would sure be nice.

Unfortunately that exposes me to the lies and bullshit that dribbles from the mouth of Dear Leader, making the present situation far worse than it needs to be. His detachment from reality is breathtaking at times. Most times.

The local community is doing quite well with effective leadership, transparency, and accuracy. They’re making great decisions about how to navigate this mess, and we have had minimal virus cases and deaths.

My family gets together in a Zoom meeting regularly which is better than nothing, but travel between the big city and rural Olympic Peninsula is not a good idea. Port Townsend is a popular tourist destination for those seeking to escape the urban environment, and it hurts the economy a lot to keep the attractions closed, but it’s commonly believed the drawbacks are worth it.

Since I wrote last I was in search of a haircut. I still am.

I’ll try to write more in the future.


I drove 8 hours straight from Bandon to Chimacum, got parked and am now wondering how long I’ll be here. The Escapee park is closed to travelers, open only to leaseholders. The buildings are locked up so there’s little chance of contact with other people.

Downtown Port Townsend looks like a scene from Twilight Zone: A perfectly set-up tourist town ready to go but without a person or vehicle in sight. The grocery store was about usual, except for a load of new employees. At the Port, the Alaskan fishing fleet is in for seasonal maintenance and seems to be normal. This is not a cruising time of year but the Port is not taking transient moorage requests.

I gave up on even trying for a haircut, but I am on the search for a laundry. And who knows what other obstacles lies ahead….

Stopped in Bandon

Getting hung up on the Oregon Coast is actually a privilege.

I can get to Chimacum in one day, which means the truck in “D” for 8 hours. Or I can find pull-offs for sleep in truck stops or Walmarts or the like. I want to do neither in a rain storm.

The next rain break looks to be Wednesday, so I signed up to stay here until then.

This is a super RV park. I’ve jacked them around all week as I changed plans almost every day since I showed up. You can’t get into an RV park right now, but you can stay put. With everything closed, Bandon itself is not fun, and I find take-out seafood disappointing. Few other choices exist for entertainment here.

Reading and video games and listening to the rain on the roof….