Art

Met an old timer by the name of Art while the crew & I were trekking through the woods during our mountain getaway last weekend. Turns out we were on his property. He didn't seem to mind, though. He was actually pretty friendly. Ended up giving us a ride back to our campsite. He told us a few stories in exchange for a snapple peach tea. I also attended a kid cudi concert in Philly a couple weeks ago. During the security pat down, the security guy found a tin foil package on this one kid. He opened it up to see it was a brownie (most likely of the marijuana variety). He told the kid "you can eat the whole thing right here but you can't take it in". I prayed for him.