How To Turn Water Into Wine Using Mind Power

Today is Friday, and yesterday was Thursday, and lately around here that means it’s time for Uncle Buck’s cooking class at Magnolia Wellness in Orangevale.

Due to the festive nature of the season, Uncle Buck was showing us how to make Christmas tree decorations. OK, they were really Electric Rice Krispie Treat Balls, where “electric” means they were made with cannabis butter, and “Rice Krispie” doesn’t necessarily mean that any of this is approved by Kellogg’s.

After last week’s antics, I was determined to be a good little Old Hippie, and I didn’t eat anything there (although I did meet some cool new people, including Uncle Buck’s son and the amazing DJ Weedkill). But I did take a few goodies home, and as soon as I got there, I very carefully tried a nifty little chocolate-and-marshmallow treat (about 1.5″ x 1″) and then cut a Electric Rice Krispie Treat Ball into small pieces and ate just 1/8 of one. I still managed to hit about a [9.2] after precisely 60 minutes had passed. I stayed up there for 2 hours, and over [8] for another 3 hours or so.

At some point, I floated over to the refrigerator, where I found a large container of yummy-looking purple drink. We buy grape juice often, and I poured myself a big cup and started drinking it. But wait WTF is going on here?!?!?!

It was flipping blueberry juice!

Now, I’m not prejudiced against blueberries and in fact I rather like them. But I was expecting grape juice, and I never even heard of blueberry juice, and they taste totally different so I was extremely surprised and taken aback and all that sort of stuff. But I wasn’t about to pour it down the drain either.

I stared at it, made some Jedi hand waves, and so on, and by the end of the cup it tasted exactly like grape juice.

So I think I’m onto something here. It was just a complete coincidence (or was it…the cats?) that both of these particular drinks happen to be purple, so that their similarity was high. Only because I could see that it was possible could I hope to actually make it happen, and it did! But I will start slowly, like this, and work my way up towards the legendary water-into-wine trick.

Old Hippie is a father of two boys and thankfully living in California where all this kind of thing is legal. He started smoking marijuana in 1967 in high school, experimented with mind-expanding drugs of all kinds, and then straightened out 15 or so years later to become an airplane pilot. After being diagnosed with depression in 2000, he lost his job and most of the following decade to prescription medications (such as antidepressants) which sapped his energy and will. Finally, a chance conversation with a friend led to a doctor’s recommendation for medical marijuana (MMJ). This changed his entire life, health, and outlook for the better. is his continuing story. It’s also his way to provide experienced advice on using medical marijuana effectively and responsibly, as well as advocacy, activism, and support for others. Old Hippie teaches about safe use of cannabis edibles, Canna Caps, vaporizers, dosing, and even microdosing.


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