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This was a morning I was feeling my oats along with some coffee beans. I started off light, then everything kinda’ picked up from there. It was a Mocha-Crack-o-chino-latte-Ginkgo biloba-grande, with whipped cream and sprinkles. Started off around 30 miles an hour then I could feel my foot getting heavy. I wanted to push the bill and my foots gravitational pull increased. Speedometer increase slowly 30, 35, 45, 60… It was feeling good my weighted paw grabbed the pedal and wanted more and the tie fighter can go the distance. I slap it in the sports mode and arrived in thunderous glory and a big puff of smoke. These are the dangers of caffeinated beverages, combined with nicotine they make you crazy. But now it was time to chill… Maybe some backward crab walking. You never know, it’s Halloween season.
Behold! It’s like some kind of a twisted comic-book that crashed into a green house and exploded into a 4 star restaurant that has a laboratory full of scientists who are also warlocks with a basement full of witches over a cauldron. While magic spells are cast over culinary delights, artists paint and play the sights and sounds that surround this nexus of ideas while cultivating the thoughts yet to be had. Floral aromas permeate the air and grace the audience with the visual stimulation of a major motion picture. All this happens while concentrates ooze like something from a Ninja Turtle film that can melt your face right off your skull, I mean that in a good way.
This was the biggest one yet. This thing is going to split at the seems. 80 exhibits with an attendance of around 900 people came throughout the day, about 1/2 were medical patients. It’s just going to get bigger and badder from here.
Sniff-Sniff… I smell more coffee beans. It’s still in the morning hours and seems fitting. Follow the smell, follow the smell, and here we are. I can’t believe it’s pot coffee. My people. If this isn’t something you haven’t tried yet, you really need to get over here and have a cup. Talk about taking something run of the mill and turning it into something great. Reved up and mellowed out all in one cup. Is there anyway I can get an I.V. Drip?
I could feel the coffee settling in and started to feel a bit on the mischievous side. I thought it’d be funny to go over to The Cellar on Treadwell and knock on the bar and say “Trick or Treat” for some of those fancy tots. But I was attacked by a Vampire.
The vampires of JustFarms like to get people baked so they can have edibles. Not today, I had a Garlic Cookies joint as strong as a crucifix backed with faith. She was repelled back to her cannabis coffin ⚰️ and was never seen again. The power of the chronic compels you! Jeez… You can’t just jump out at people with a head full of infused coffee ☕️. It’s like a quick panic and a “Who cares?” all in the same millisecond. I’m not comfortable with emotional seesaws.
“FREE DABS!!!”
The sound of The Siren. I must go.
I have to tell you, this was a sight I had never seen. This was the biggest menu to date. 22 flavors of concentrates to try. WOW. That menu is almost as big as Baskin Robbins. I had the Death Star and my planet was annihilated. It took 11 shots to take it down though…
That’s when I noticed the evil clown. Do we all float down here? It’s the Gas Pack Boyz. They’ve become a staple here at The High Bazaar. Gas, well because they got the gas. Packs, because everything is in a package. Boyz, because these are local brood that have been hanging tight most of their lives. Plus, they have a skeletal dog guarding the tent. These guys have some really nice flower. Total fire 🔥. We’ll be hearing more about these guys in the future that’s for sure. You guys are very “The Purge”. Stop looking at me like that! You Purge me and I’ll Purge you right back.
So now they were about halfway through the story and I obviously have your undivided attention… I’m going to pull the E break here. Stop. This is something important I feel you should know about The High Bazaar. This has evolved into a community. Within this community we build one another up. We talk with each other about how things can be better. Plus, the group always helps when they can. This is community and this community is trying to help someone in need. 
The High Bazaar is helping a boy named Hunter to get a service dog! Not just any service dog, but one trained as a Guiding Autism Service Dog. These dogs get REALLY expensive. His family are some of the most genuine giving people and we want to give back to them in their time of need. Every single exhibitor of The High Bazaar had a flyer on their table with a link to Hunter’s GoFundMe page and will continue to do so until Hunter gets his pup. Which you can get to right here. Let’s all get this kid a dog.
Where was I? Eh, who cares? Moving on… Yummy gummy, happy cookie, canna cupcakes, rice crispy treats (Are these supposed to be green?), hash watermelon juice, and multiple rounds of small arson. Bands, rap music, and DJs carried the sounds througout the day. Why am I wondering what the sound of the color nine tastes like?
”FREE DABS!”
”How much are they?” I yelled back.
”FREEEEEEEEE!!!!” was the return reply.
”WHAT DO YOU HAVE AGAIN?!?!?”
”FREE DABS!”
”WHAT DO YOU WANT FOR THEM?!?”
”NOTHING! THEY’RE FREE! FREE DABS!”
(Dabbin-Dad’s Dad is AWESOME.)
Well the price was certainly right… I really can’t afford not to buy them at that cost. Plus with 22 flavors you can’t go wrong. Even if you do, try another one. If at first you don’t succeed, try and try again. I’ll go with Starduster, I always loved Ziggy and his Spiders from Mars. No glitter please. Since I’m here… Let’s also do a round of Georgia Pie, Triple Chocolate Chip, with Lemon Cake thrown right on top. If anything was worth doing, it was worth doing right. Once all the white noise went away, I decided to go for a stroll to look at bizarre Bazaar stuff.
AMAZING ART EVERYWHERE!
Before I knew it the day was ending and the exhibits were coming down and being packed away. I figured out that the sound of the color nine tasted like yellow. It came to me while combusting some Wedding Cake from Badd Girl Buddz.
This is a truly amazing group, with a lot of promise for the future. We exchange ideas, experiment with ingestion, and manipulate nature with technological sorcery to create perfection. Anybody want to taste experimental perfection? It’s delicious. Come and try some.
