Getting stuck in

Got up early despite a late late night chatting to two judges whom I met downstairs at the meetingplace. They had some samples of the entered strains and I thought I should help them out and offer my expert opinions. Heh, so then I turned around and it was 4am.
The infamous Lemon Haze is at large again, this stuff accounted for a memory loss of most of one morning and a persistent taste of lemon bathroom cleaner. That's a bit harsh, but it's that sort of lemon that most definitely isn't born of a real lemon. Like rind almost.
I've got my pass, after standing in a long line outside a trailer in an industrial estate that one guy was jokingly referring to as a Half Life 2 urban wasteland. Met a bunch of Americans enjoying themselves over here and we got a bus over to Bluebird to try their Star Wars weed and as one dude said - a lot like the new 3 Star Wars movies, mostly hype. Nice taste but not strong enough to be really distinctive.
We've moved onto Rusland coffeeshop, which means Russian I think. It's very red and there's some nice breaks tinkling in the background, most conducive to the high we're about to recieve from the sticky soft Indian Delight hash in the pipe. This cafe is only entering hash and we've got little sticky lump of blackish Indian Delight and a lump of Isolator hash. It's all good and the buzz is immense.
I bumped into a dude who claimed to be smoking 25g+ a day and had conspicuously yellowed front teeth. Stephen takes note and digs out his toothbrush. I doubt whether I can smoke a Ounce a day, it seems too much to appreciate it and the man did admit to having a numb cheek and jaw when doing this. This is the nearest to marijuana poisoning that I have personally encountered.
It's snowing here and is most picturesque. Should get back to the judging....