My knowledge of the old Doom Patrol and what it stood for could be summarized to —
This was a comic that took the humanity of Marvel superheroes and shoved it inside the DC universe. Now that Gerard Way and co. got their mitts into it, it turned into an Us vs. Them series plagued by a tired edginess that never bogged down Grant Morrison or Fabian Nicieza / Rob Liefeld’s writing.
A comic book is not a music video is beyond that. And I feel like most of Gerard Ways attempts beyond Dark Horse fumbled because he currently carries the burden of leadership of a flagship series that got cancelled because people lost interest in it.
Milk Wars #1 proves that early 00’s cheesy / edgy no longer works. The age of calling each other “poser” had faded along with Gibson and Fender guitar sales. Nobody’s interested in the after burn of being ostracized and being different. People are already singing another anthem —
And portraying Superman, Wonder Woman, and basically every other god in the DC universe as the progeny of capitalism — using the dairy industry as its base metaphor for conforming– was pretty smart but he execution was confusing. I think it had something to do with bad paneling, bad timing, coupled with forged edginess. It’s saving grace, however, is the art.
If Young Animal brands itself as the “Save As Draft” section of DC then perhaps, the smart move should be publishing it as a little featurette behind bigger titles. Think shorts like What A Cartoon Show or Cartoon Cartoons or something akin to the testing ground that is Channel Frederator — where everything’s a pitch before Cartoon Network or Nickelodeon picks it up and turns it into something worth watching.
Will I be subscribing to this series? No. It did not break the fourth wall enough for me. (Spoiler Alert!)
Sometimes there’s comfort in knowing that certain dispensaries have consumption licenses. Fortunately, in San Francisco, Urban Pharm has one as well as the Barbary Coast, Apothecarium, and Sparc. It’s hard toking up and being social in a city that barely allows having pets, couples, and smoking while living in a sublet or an apartment.
The truth is Grape Jelly Donut is best enjoyed for indoor use. It is a heavy indica bred from two scrumptious strains — Birthday Cake x Grape Sherbert respectively — that herald a ganja-y notes when smoked.
The nugs were thick, compact, and sticky. There were barely any stems after breaking the thick, spongy flower. This allowed me to just shove it in my metal grinder — a generic Santa Cruz shredder.
Since Urban Pharm, like Connected Cannabis Co. and Purple Star, have pop top plastic containers — the flowers’ smell quickly fades over time. Beyond that it smells sweet and pungent… almost intoxicating like the filling of a jelly doughnut with hints of yeasty sweet fried dough.
As is – It has a sharp hint of mint that dissolves into a rather bitter sweet, almost chocolatey taste. Like a Cadbury Fruit and Nut bar — I wouldn’t say this is herbal, it’s more reminiscent of green fruit, dull and absolutely inedible.
Combusted – Bitter and earthy. It’s a ganja type of weed where a thick coat of resin fills the mouth and makes the smoker salivate.
Grape Jelly Donut is for people that love being couch bound. It takes away the anxiety by making the user knock out. Unlike Birthday Cake it doesn’t make you crave for anything. It actually dulls the taste buds but provides a little appetite.
Will I smoke this again? Maybe. But I need to get used to it.
smoking Grape Jelly Donut and indica from Urban Pharm located somewhere in the Mission in San Francisco. rolling I rolled it on a Very Cherry Juicy J. craving for some jelly doughnut. But it’s not as bad as the high from Wedding Cake or Birthday Cake to be honest. reading Milk Wars issue # 1 from DC’s Young Animal publication. So far, it fucking sucks and I do not know why I even bother with it. I’ll be making a review of it soon, I just need to compose my thoughts and keep my arguments in check. writing a story on a yellow pad I got from FedEx. I need to write an e-mail to a cannabis journal I’m excited to contribute to. I also need to send some e-mails regarding this new career. listening to some lattes being made at a gasoline station Starbucks. Now they’re making Frappuccinos so it’s the blender now. Coffee Shop noise is the best. Even bro-shouting bro-y things is appealing. thinking that I can make it with freelancing. I just need to calm the fuck down and actually work hard on my portfolio. I actually opened Photoshop and I’m about to practice some stuff on it. smelling coffee. I can’t believe I used to smell this everyday and find no joy in it. Now? It’s still back. Sugar lingering in the distance with some things being warmed in the background. So cozy. wearing black Adidas soccer trainers and a North Face hoodie and a Patagonia shirt, I think. I don’t know, I dress up like a techbro – too techbro for my own good. But it’s comfy. loving the idea that I get to spend weekend with my significant other. I also love the fact that I am not a nervous wreck anymore because we have officially almost spent two months at my mom’s place to escape the black mold in our old apartment.
wanting to be productive tonight so I can just finish my portfolio. feeling a little bit hungry. I kind of want to eat something hearty but I want to cook it. I actually find cooking as stress release.