After a few months officially together, Sara and I went to Venice Beach boardwalk for a weekend day trip. Venice was the best place to buy a new bong. We went door to door at what seemed like dozens of smoke shops looking for the best deal on something we both liked. I mainly had my heart on paying a visit to the old Smokin Heaven shop. As we were walking along, a young hippie with dirty dreads wearing a weed leaf costume approached us. "You two smoke the ganja?" the hippie a

Over time I became a regular at the dungeon. We actually lived about 30-45 minutes away and when Sara drove to work alone, she would not be able to use the carpool lane. The carpool lane is a special high-speed lane on the freeway designated for vehicles with more than one person. With heavy traffic on the freeway, the 45-minute trip ended up taking an hour and 30. Sara would find excuses to bring me with her when I was off from work. Most of the time it was handyman style od