Today's 4/20 But What's Tomorrow?

Today my best friend is probably going to waste a perfectly good Sunday holed up in his room while the waves are pumping and the girlies are enjoying the sun. I’ll call him on my lunchbreak and the conversation will probably go something like this:

“Yooooh, broooh, what’s up? How’s New York?”
“How’s it hanging retard?” Fucking sucks out here. You paddle out today?”
“Nah man. IT’s 4/20! I’ve been celebrating…”
The piece of shit will then go on to tell me about some “fat ass blunt” he rolled and how he’s so burnt he looks like Mr. Miyagi.
“You’re an idiot. So, how you celebrating beside the usual?”
“Oh, I dunno man. Probably go get something to eat soon, something bomb. LBJ’s bean and cheese burritos! Yeah, I’m down to grub. Then, I guess I’ll celebrate some more or take a nap.”
“Your ma should’ve aborted you.”
“Aw, man, why you gotta go and say something like that?”
“Because you do nothing with your life.”
“I do plenty. Besides you used to do the same damn thing before your quit. What would you do for 4/20?”

This is why Jay-Z doesn’t get high, why the masterminds behind Mars Volta only smoke when listening to their original recordings, the ones they did sober. I’m not saying stay in school, drugs ain’t cool. What I am saying is this: If you’re reading this part of the website, you’re into music, fuck you might even be a musician, so if you are and you smoke, don’t become my best friend. Don’t let some happy feeling cloud your vision. I know I sound like a goddamn public service announcement, but you know what, I don’t give a damn. Not enough people put this into perspective. They either say “I love drugs; I want to be like Cobain” or “Just say no.” I say do what you want to do, just make sure you remember why you’re doing it. Enjoy your 4/20, but don’t forget that 4/20 only happens once a year. Every other day is your life, spend it how you want to be remembered.