Aliens and Drugs

Jesus Christ I don’t even know where to begin with this one.

The Bug

This guy I went to school with kept asking me out. I had said no multiple times but finally decided to give in the 54,673rd time he asked because I 1-felt bad that he kept asking, 2- I was hungry and 3- there wasn’t a good Lifetime movie on that night. He even sent me flowers and a card asking for the “pleasure of my company”. Disgusting.

I so badly did NOT want to go on this date. I just felt like he tried WAY too hard and I absolutely hated his hair. He had this weird, wannabe faux-hawk thing that just didn’t work.

I bitched about how awful and boring this guy was ALL DAY at work to my sales team. They all teased me but said it was a good idea I went because I deserved a nice night out. That seems sweet, but in actuality they just hoped I would get laid and not be such a slave driving bitch anymore.

So off I go to meet him at the restaurant I had picked beforehand, (he had offered to pick me up but I didn’t want him to know where I lived. I also made sure to text my sisters the address of the restaurant and a picture of what I was wearing just in case I went missing) We get seated, and low and behold…guess whose at the table directly next to us?

MY ENTIRE FUCKING SALES TEAM.

Yeah..the same sales team I had been talking to ALL DAY about how badly I did not want to go on this date and how awful this guy was. They all had these shit eating grins on their faces – I wish I was kidding when I say that they all refilled their glasses from the pitcher of beer they had ordered and I literally heard one of them say “shhh the show is about to start.”

I pretended I didn’t know who they were and never even acknowledged them. Fucking twerps. I tried to strike up a conversation with The Bug and I might as well have been talking to my fork. He kept doing this weird thing with his head that was driving me crazy and I couldn’t figure out why. Then it hit me….he talks like The Bug from the movie Men in Black when he takes over the farmer, Edgar’s, body. I’m not kidding.

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Great. So now I’m sharing a meal with an alien. I tried to remain calm and not burst into tears at what my life had become at that point in time while my sales reps stared at me, hanging on my every word. It took everything in my power not to ask him if he wanted sugar water.

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I think he could tell I was getting sick of carrying the conversation, so quickly switched topics to who I was still close with from college..

The Bug: “Oh yeah, weren’t you friends with that girl Brigid?”

Now he clearly hadn’t realized, but Brigid and I have been best friends since we were 3, and we actually went to college TOGETHER. She lived in the same dorm as The Bug and I so he remembered her – before I could respond with “Yes, she’s my best friend and I’m actually the Maid of Honor in her wedding this year” he proceeded to say,

“Ha..yeah, crazy she got kicked out of school for selling heroin.”

Me: “I’m sorry….what!?”

The Bug: “Yeah..you didn’t know? She got kicked out our sophomore year for using and selling heroin – everyone knew about it”

I died. I literally died at the table at that very moment. Brigid didn’t use or sell heroin – she left college because she fucking hated it and wanted to move home to pursue her dream of smoking pot and cutting hair. You go girl.

So lets recap…

I’m on a date with a guy that I’m mentally comparing to an alien that wore an Edgar skin suit, while my entire sales team is watching it crash and burn and now he’s accused my best friend of being a heroin addict and drug dealer. I would have left the table but I was fucking starving.

The date finally ended after my third glass of wine and once he finished chewing his steak like the critter that he is. He paid the tab, I honestly didn’t even offer to pay because the least he could do was spring for my $20 salad that I didn’t even eat because I was too busy wondering what the fuck Brigid did in college to make people think she was on heroin.

He walked me to my car and I knew the moment we all dread was upon me. He was 100% going to go in for a ‘goodnight kiss’. I was so busy contemplating how to dodge it that I panicked and just put my head down and gave an awkward hug, just in time for my head to miss his face. He kissed my fucking scalp.

I just…

…I can’t.

Naturally the first thing I did when I closed and locked my car door was call Brigid and tell her that our entire campus thought she sold heroin. I had to pull over I was laughing so hard. He texted me about an hour later to make sure I got home okay, and to ask me out again. I’d rather watch grass grow, but thanks. Long story short – hands down one of the more awful dates I’ve ever been on, but I’d do it all over again just to be able to tell Brigid that everyone thought she was a major druggy.

God I love my friends.

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Sandwich Man’s Marijuana Seed Business Is Booming… For Now.

CapeCodOnline.com – EAST SANDWICH — Massachusetts residents with certain medical conditions have been able to obtain doctor certificates for medical marijuana for more than a year, but dispensaries are still months away from opening.

So a Sandwich entrepreneur has stepped into the breach, selling seeds that his customers can plant to produce marijuana crops for their own use. Business is booming, according to Zachariah Kay, owner of Bay State Seed.

“We started selling seeds Nov. 13 and hoped to be selling about 100 packs per month within six months,” Kay said. “We were selling 100 packs per month by the second month.”

The spokeswoman for the Department of Public Health declined to say whether sale of medical marijuana seeds is legal. Anne Roach said it was something “state law enforcement” should answer. The state district attorney’s spokesman said it was a question for DPH to answer.

Once dispensaries open in Massachusetts, only patients who can prove that going to a dispensary would be a hardship will be allowed to continue to grow their own medical marijuana.

Holmes doesn’t see that as the demise of the Massachusetts seed distribution business, particularly in light of marijuana’s history in his home state of Colorado, where recreational pot is now legal.

“I think everything is fluid,” Holmes said. “What is a medical system now could wind up as a retail system in a few years.”

Meanwhile Kay is optimistic about the future of his business. “Whatever way the law goes, there will still be a need for seeds and I’ll still be here.”

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We have a staunch record of being big supporters of the live and let live philosophy around here at The Real Cape. We would never dream of telling this guy what to do or how to live his life, but we can give him a little friendly advice.

If you have a kinda but not really legal gray area in the state of MA but definitely 100% illegal on a federal level marijuana seed selling business? You might want to ease back a little on the Cape Cod Times articles and YouTube videos promoting yourself.

If you think the feds care one second about state laws when it comes to you bragging in their faces about how you are raking in money hand over fist selling pot seeds then I have two words for you. Tommy. Chong.

They put Tommy Chong in prison because his son was selling bongs in California, I’m 97% sure that you might be at risk. Don’t get me wrong, we think weed should be legal as much as the next guy, but that doesn’t mean I’m about to talk about my cash cow business selling seeds in a video on the 3rd biggest website in world.

Slow your roll my man, nobody is going to be getting your “medicine” if you are doing 3-5 in Concord.

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P-Town Voting To Ban Plastic Supermarket Bags Got Us Thinking About BIG Repercussions

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BostonGlobe.com – PLASTIC BAGS litter the median strips of America. In some trash-filled corners of Massachusetts, they cover the ground like a layer of topsoil. Flushed out into the ocean, they combine with other garbage into massive rafts of refuse, killing marine life. That’s why towns from the outer Cape to the Berkshires are seeking ways to reduce this serious environmental threat. But they’d do well to follow the example of other municipalities that have been successful in coaxing consumers to switch to reusable supermarket bags.

Tomorrow, Provincetown residents will vote at a town meeting on whether or not to ban small plastic bags in their town. Under the proposal, restaurants and retailers would be banned from distributing single-use plastic shopping bags, such as those often found in supermarkets.

I have a quick question. Did anyone think about what the hell we are all going to use in our bathroom wastebaskets if they ban the supermarket style plastic bag? Do they even sell plastic bags that size? The plastic bag/bathroom wastebasket relationship is so wonderful and symbiotic, do we really want to mess with it?

I have a feeling GLAD might be behind this legislature. I wouldn’t put it past them to hire lobbyists to get this law passed in towns across America just in time for them to launch their new Double Force Flex Super Drawstring Bathroom Wastebasket Bags. Oh look we happened to have these ready for the shelves right when supermarket bags became illegal!

This could be the biggest scam on the people of this country since that time they convinced us all that we need to start going to the store to buy water in single serving bottles instead of having it delivered right to our faces from out of our walls.

P.S. FUCK! I just realized that we can kiss the post shopping, 17 bag per arm, one trip from car to kitchen counter with all the groceries technique goodbye too! I don’t know about you but I think I’d trade a couple of choking sea turtles for not having to buy tiny bags for my bathroom AND making 12 trips to get the groceries in.

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Centerville Woman Arrested For Driving On Drugs With 7 Month Old Baby In The Car

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MassLive.comA 31-year-old Centerville woman was arrested Friday afternoon, after her physician called police to report she was heavily intoxicated and driving with her infant son in the car.

Kimberly Brown was arrested in Osterville not long after she left her doctor’s appointment, and police were shocked just how intoxicated the woman allegedly was. One officer reported that the Brown nearly fell asleep as she stood in the roadway while he questioned her.

According to the Cape Cod Times, the infant boy’s state Department of Children and Families caseworker also witnessed the woman driving erratically and called police as well. She drove to the site of the stop and took custody of the child after Brown was arrested

Brown passed out in the rear seat of the police cruiser after admitting she had a history of pain killer abuse. She was charged with operating a motor vehicle while under the influence of drugs, driving without a license, driving an uninsured motor vehicle, driving with a revoked registration and driving negligently.

Hey it’s not her fault, it’s the drugs. How can a new mother possibly be expected to drive sober with her baby in the car when drugs are so addictive? I’m surprised she even got arrested, seems like they should have charged the drugs with 3 counts of being too awesome to put down when your driving around town with your kid.

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The Art of Being Noncommittal

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I am the queen of always and forever responding or conversing in a noncommittal way. I get extremely anxious or nervous if I feel as though I’m locked into a plan or event and begin to panic that there’s no way out of it. I like having options, sue me.

Someone asks: “Drinks next week??”

What I hear: “Do you have plans 6 months, 3 days, 4 hours and 36 minutes from today? I want to lock you into plans that you may never get out of and if you try I will make you feel like a scum bag loser who is a selfish, shitty friend that hates babies.”

I have enough issues committing to an outfit every morning / finishing an entire bottle set of the same shampoo & conditioner (I cannot be alone on this one), let alone agreeing to meet for drinks anytime outside of the next 20-34 minutes. I prefer the whole “game time decision” approach, and 9 times out of 10 will answer any invitation with a response of “GTD”. That’s an abbreviation for game time decision. Idiot.

Soo how do I remain noncommittal while still continuing to receive social invitations? Well for starters, I set expectations low so that my attendance is always an exciting surprise; kind of like Christmas. I’m never really expected to show up, but on the off chance I do, that person is SO excited they immediately forget I haven’t been around. Second; I follow a strict event rotation. I pick and choose what I attend based on previous engagements. For example: if I attend a birthday gathering for someone, that person is moved to the bottom of the event rotation which essentially means I don’t have to see them for 12-18 months.

Also, this confirms that you will have plenty to talk about/catch up on which guarantees you won’t be bored to tears in the corner getting black out while silently judging everyone else in attendance. Well you’ll probably still do that but it won’t be as boring and people will think you have a life outside of watching Pick-a-flick Friday on Lifetime.

Honestly, you really shouldn’t fully invest in anything outside of deciding what kind of wine to buy, (because that obviously means you have to commit to the entire bottle and even then you should always have backup vodka just in case it sucks) and penetration. Because if you’re not fully committed to penetration than that means you’re getting raped. And no one chooses that. That’s why it’s called rape.

What?

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Website Says The Beachcomber Is Only Ocean Front Restaurant On Cape Cod… Wait, What?

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EasthamVacationGuide.com – Ask any long-time Outer Cape vacationer and they’ll all tell you the same thing: The Beachcomber on Cahoon Hollow Beach in Wellfleet is an institution. Open daily from Memorial Day to Labor Day since 1978, it’s where we love to go to have a few cold, tall ones, listen to live bands and get our beach bum on. Its the only oceanfront restaurant on Cape Cod so, really, do you need any other reason to make it a destination?

I’m a bit torn on this one. There are a few different angles going on here. Firstly, The Beachcomber is fucking awesome. It absolutely is an institution and deserves all the praise it gets, this is not even a question. I sort of feel bad because The Beachcomber is also not responsible for this article, Easthamvacationguide.com is.

My second problem is that I don’t want to be hypocritical here either. I mean using ridiculous semantics and hyperbole is pretty much the backbone of this website. The thing is we use it for comedic purposes, there’s nothing funny about this is there? Or is it meant to be sarcastic and humorous and I’m missing the joke?

Thirdly, I understand what they are getting at. They are excluding harbors, sounds and bays from their definition of “ocean”. This is just plain wrong though, saying Vineyard Sound or Cape Cod Bay are not part of the ocean is like saying your kitchen is not part of your house. Maybe if they used “open ocean” it would make sense, but even that is a stretch.

Either way The Beachcomber is a fantastic place and they did not write this article, but it is NOT the only ocean front restaurant on Cape Cod. Calling it that may pass the semantics test but it just doesn’t pass the sniff test. Not to mention The Real Cape’s “don’t be so fucking pretentious test”.

P.S. The worst part is that somewhere in some state that constantly smells like the Barnstable County Fair some douchebag is telling his buddy that Cape Cod sucks because it only has one ocean front restaurant.

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Insane Tony’s Local Music Lunch Hour – Toussaint and Dub Apocalypse

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If you take Mr. Nice Guy, Scarface and Brian from the movie Half Baked and put the three of them in a mixing bowl and mix on high for 2 minutes what would you get? The answer is Dub Apocalypse & Toussaint the Liberator. Dub has been a regular visitor to the Cape in all four seasons for the last few years. Toussaint is one of those musicians that seems to have collaborated with what seems like every band in the world.

Dub Apocalypse is based out of Beantown and is an all star and ever evolving cast of some of Bostons best musicians. Led by drummer Tommy Benedetti (John Browns Body) and Johnny Trama (Nate Wilson Group) on guitar, they play an impressive array of original dub reggae instrumentals, with wild improvisation and Benedetti’s dirty break beats, this band never disappoints. The band is often joined by Benedetti’s band mate in John Browns Body Nate Edgar on bass. The ultra talented, legendary ladies man Timo Shanko (G-Love) is another key member of the band. Whether he is filling in for Edgar on bass or joining him on Saxophone, Shanko’s stage presence is undeniable. Aaron Bellamy (Nephrok! All-stars) is another pro on the bass who moonlights for the band from time to time.

Toussaint’s vocal versatility will captivate any unsuspecting listener and deliver his proud message straight to the heart. Toussaint is a dynamic independent artist with a powerful voice, a serious message, and undeniable talent. Whether performing on stage or working with youth groups, Toussaint is steady in his mission to build a community of music lovers ready for change. In 2006, after five years of making a name for himself and carving out his niche in the Boston, Massachusetts music scene, Toussaint joined forces with the band Soulive. On 4/20/12 he released “Where I Lead” and it is a throwback analog reggae album produced jointly between I Dwell and Gatorwood Productions. It features cameos from reggae legends Mikey General and Kulcha Knox Dixon. And in a different vein “Dear Mama Earth”, a modernly smooth soul-reggae sound with an environmental message created with young powerhouse producer Brian McKenna from NYC was also released in 2012.

If you want your reggae booty to get movin head to The Beach House in North Falmouth on Saturday 4/5. If you have a friend with their medical card be sure to call him/her up and see if their irie ass needs a ride.

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