I have a neighbor who drinks cheap bottles of Polish gin and spends many evenings either cutting it up with different people around the neighborhood or getting into loud drunken fights with his sister-in-law. Judging by the grittiness of his stories he’s down like an OG (that’s Original Gangsta for all you squares out there)in the truest sense of the word. Whatever dirt he did in his past has wizened him a bit, and though he may hit his bottle like a bongo he’s one of the realest brothers on my block. For some reason he has taking a shining to me and today tipsly professed that if anyone, ANYONE in the hood had a problem with me, then they also had a problem with him.
I feel that kind of loyalty only comes around once in awhile. You may get it with an old friend or die hard fan, or you had it with your now dead Cocker Spaniel, but that’s neither here nor there.
I realize now, after Ganesha knows how many years I’ve been hitting it for, that I’ve got that same kind of loyalty to marijuana. I started smoking it and immediately took a shining to all things related to it.
But if I’m really going to be loyal to my craft, I’ve GOT to step my game up. A couple times every year I see little make shift signs advertising HEMPCON, which is undoubtedly one of the largest events that deal with all things Cannabis in the country.
So, this year I’ve decided I’M GOING, if only that I happen to get paid this Friday. (CLICK HERE FOR TICKETS)
Three days of live music, food and a diverse array of strains, accessories and edibles from talented breeders, business professionals and chefs in attendance. While this is not officially a competition, breeders will be putting their best buds forward for public gluttony and accolades.
The colorful crew over at Pirate Candy brew tasty edibles that can leave you smiling and speechless– they will also be in attendance. Putting their best booty forward…well obviously you saw that pun coming a mile away.
Hempcon is sure to be a gas, and I’ve checked, entry prices are reasonable. General admission is $40, about the same for a cheap eight, or one weeks worth of scratch off lotto tickets.
1 DAY G.A$40
(NO IN & OUTS)
*Price subject to change
Some things you might want to consider:
- NO PETS
- NO KNIVES / WEAPONS
- NO DRUGS & DRUG PARAPHERNALIA
- NO MARKERS / SPRAY PAINT
- NO REFUNDS
- NO EXCHANGES
- NO VIDEO CAMERAS NO AUDIO RECORDING DEVICES
- NO COLORS/NO PATCHES
- NO OUTSIDE FOOD OR DRINKS
- NO OUTSIDE PROMOTERS
- NO FLYERING FOR OTHER SHOWS
- NO POSTCARDS
Not sure how to get to Cow Palace? No problem fellow luddite, swallow your pride and Google this shit:
Hours are as follows:
FRIDAY3:00PM – 9:00PM
- SATURDAY11:00AM – 9:00PM
- SUNDAY11:00AM – 7:00PM
My name is Petey Wheatstraw, also known as Charles Stevens. I’m an avid marijuana smoker, writer, devoted father and non-profit minion– not necessarily in that order. A Chicago native I’ve lived off and on in the Bay Area since 1996. Seven years ago I finally settled here to capture the changing face of our communities.