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Yāall aināt ready for these shenanigans lol (base model + 2x to many 50w finishing bars just for the lolz) they arenāt on i just turned them on to take a picture and dropped the light so didnāt have my ugly ceiling in the frame, itās raised back up where itās supposed to be now. There will be absolutely no running our heads into the lights for any reason ever 
. Day 15/16 from germination today. They all getting 300-315ppfd 24 hours a day.
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Now youāre just showing off haha
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Only on Thursdays lol
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Been watching random clips of Letterkenny. How did I not know this show existed? It is SO FUNNY!
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Never heard of it might have to look it up
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Canadian sitcom. Iām like 47% Canadian from being born in North Dakota. The math maths up.
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I used to work Minot, ND every winter when I was a satellite tech, theyād send me over to the Air Force Base damn near on the Canadian border sometimes and my cell phone would be bouncing off the Canadian cell towers lol
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Oh no shit; Minot is about 3 hours from where I grew up. North Dakota is so rural, you had to DRIVE a ways to do just about anything. Weād be sitting around doing nothing as buddies growing up, and someone would be like āyou guys want to go to Fargo?ā on a whim and there we went on a 4 hour drive. Like it was nothing. Gas was fucking cheaper back then. lol
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I spent a number of summers working in Medora. It WAS a cool little historical site; now itās just corporate ass garbage. The historical foundation hosts a āpitchfork fondueā where they stab steaks with actual pitchforks and boil them in oil. They used to give you plastic cutlery to eat them with, the steaks were so tender.
lolā¦ Medora had actual. Real life. Cowboys. I mean there are hitching posts all around town. A lot of the local ranchers would ride their horses into town; full blown boots and spurs and handkerchiefs. When I was a teen I worked at some of the shops there; I used to get burgers at the Little Missouri Saloon all the time.
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Lol thatās a fact, I remember one year being up there though and it was $3-$4 a gallon even back then was maybe 2012 or 2013 I donāt remember been over 10 years ago last time I saw gas this high besides during the covid stuff. Think the cheapest i ever remember filling up was just under $1 a gallon. $20 used to fill me up with the cheap stuff lol
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Sounds like a damn nice town. Sucks itās gonna all corporate now. I never really experienced ND when I was there, would wake up about hour before was time to get on the road and start the truck, then go get the cold weather cloths on my ass aināt built for windchil -30Ā° as a high for the day, go do my work driving on top of however many feet of snow was on the ground love how the just pack it down and put sand down lol when the concrete barriers on the side the highway only took a couple inches tall more like a curb and we all still going 60-70mph lol toom some getting used too. First trip up there I looked across the lot at the banks message board that bitch said -40 I said oh hell no took my ass right back in the hotel called the local shop supervisor said your ass bringing me cloths for this bullshit weather or me and the other 6 guys that came up from KC where itās a nice respectable 40Ā° above 0 are going the hell back home 
ā¦.they brought us cold weather gear that evening lol
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Looks tasty
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My uncle would love to play you I bet he asks me every week .
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Itās not the better Dakota if Iām being honest man. South Dakota? Holy shit balls. Mount Rushmore. Cool, yank yank, take a picture.
But then you get into Deadwood? Ohhhhhh man. And the HISTORY there. Wild Bill Hickok got shot there! In the back of the head by Jack McCall while playing cards!
I had my bachelor party there! My buddy was trying very hard to get cocaine for the bachelor party, but it didnāt come through. So instead, he got this like, concentrate psilocybin, and it looked like a tootsie roll. It was soft, a little tacky, made me wonder if wasnāt some sort of ethanol extraction of some type. But lolā¦ our mutual friend who he had got it from was like āokay, you just take little goobers off this through the night and trust me, it hits like a hammer.ā And it was meant for the entire bachelor party.
Well, my best friend at the time shows it to me, and heās like āhey. Fuck these other guys. Letās you and I have the best night ever bro.ā And he shouts āDAKOTA BOYSā because well. We were from North Dakota. And he just splits it in half. And we eat it. And I didnāt know what I was getting into, I mean, I eat mushrooms. But I havenāt eat THIS before.
I have never. Ever. EVER. Been so fucking LIT in my entire life. I had died. MULTIPLE TIMES. And came back to life. I was paint on the wall drying for a while. At one point, I became the carapace of a beetle! And none of the bachelor party knew we took this shit.
And I didnāt know how it was going to hit. We had rented a cabin in the Black Hills with a hot tub and a grill. My buddy C is super bald, but the hairiest dude you have ever seen man. I tease him that he has a wool sweater on when he takes his shirt off. And heās cooking a tri-tip on the grill, and he stabs it with a fork, and he gets into the hot tub with me and my other buddy, and heās just eating this tri-tip thatās dripping blood into the hot tub; and thereā a clump of mysterious hair now floating in the tub (gee I wonder who could have contributed to that,) and other buddy is telling a joke. And I start laughing.
And then I hear my laugh as an echo, over, and over, and BUILDING in INTENSITY, and Iām just laughing over and over HYSTERICALLY, and I look over at the one buddy and heās like āI mean it wasnāt THAT funny dude.ā
And I said āi gotta get out of the tub.ā
I open up the sliding patio door to the cabin, thereās my buddy J, who I have known since kindergarten. I call him Captain America (heās military,) but also one of the most just stand up dudes Iāve ever met. His eyes are black demon orbs. Heās like āwhatās up bud, you okay?ā And Iām like I GOTTA GO MAN.
I go into my suite room in the cabin. There is fuck-face, my best friend who got me into this mess, completely buried under the covers on my bed, and heās just peeping out with just his eyes. And Iām like ādude we took to much.ā And heās like ādude we took too much.ā hahahaha
Oh fucking hell that was so hilarious. We actually came down and ended up going gambling in Deadwood later that evening. My buddy J is fucking WASTED, just teetering at the table, and heās just HITTING every fucking HAND, like holy shit drunk guy winning on a streak. He had hit the slot machine when we walked in and nailed a score too.
Then at one point we end up at this saloon and we ordered pizzas for EVERYBODY man, people we didnāt even know, there was a bachelorette party going on, and this waitress hands me the bill and itās like over $400 for pizza, and she says āwhoās paying for this? ā
J is at the bar with his head layed down into his hand, and I jostle him and I say āhey, this chick says you need to pay the tab.ā He hands her his card and just signs the receipt heās so drunk!
Then we get back to the cabin and the next morning, he wakes up in his recliner and heās fishing his pockets, and he pulls out that receipt, and heās likeā āWHAT THE FUCK. DID I SPEND $400 ON PIZZA LAST NIGHT?ā
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I promise you, the destination is truly about the journey.
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Pfftā¦.more like
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