Screaming into the Wind

I haven't written for awhile. I have never really had a good feel for what this blog should be about, plus, I'm lazy. I'm hoping to change that now.

I've written a few, very few, personal things on this blog. Most of the stuff I've written is Onion-style fake news stories. Last year, I was even going to try and write about the Cubs, but it was a little disheartening trying to describe how they lost 101 different ways.

So, now I'm going for the new iteration. I will be writing something every Saturday. It may be a bit eclectic, but I think the main focus is my opinion on how to change the world. Okay, not the WHOLE world all at once. Just certain things that pop into my head that seem like common sense to me, but for some reason are not practiced or aren't seen by others.

It's my way of screaming into the wind. It won't make any real difference and most people probably won't be able to hear it, but I'm going to do it anyway. Maybe I'll feel better at least. Don't get me wrong, though. I'm not just going to be whining and bitching. I'm going to be writing about solutions. Anybody can bitch about things, CottonSpew is spewing answers.

So jump on and listen up, maybe you'll learn something. Or maybe you'll teach me something after I completely miss on my answers. Either way, let's see what happens.


Michael

A NOSE SMOKING POLICY

In an attempt to stop the annual 4/20 pot smoking rally at the University of Colorado, police and university officials have deployed a new secret weapon in the war on drugs: fish fertilizer. University officials announced they would shut down the campus to any non-students or non-faculty in order to stop the annual "Smoke In" held on campus that police and officials describe as a party and not a protest. To help with this effort, all the lawns on campus were sprayed down with fish fertilizer, which reeks like dead fish, to keep people from congregating around the campus. 

It seems to be an odd tactic to keep pot smokers away considering that many of them smell strongly of body odor, wear waaaay too much patchouli oil, and love skunky smells. It seems that the intended targets of the fish smell may not even notice it through the dense fog of hippy-stank they carry around with them on a regular basis. A non-smoking student on the way to class stated, "I'm somewhat used to the hippy smell, but when you add the fish stink in with it, I'm not sure I will be able to concentrate on anything except trying not to vomit." At least for one student, it seems the university's attempt to keep 4/20 from disrupting the school day has failed. 

A few blocks away, near the Boulder Creek, hippies are smoking pot in peace without the annoying smell of fish harshing their buzz.