Where the Green Grass Grows

I haven't touched marijuana since I was a teenager. The stuff doesn't even cross my mind. Well, at least that was the case until my recent trip to California. So-called medicinal marijuana outlets litter the coastline. It's obvious that a new "patient" can be quickly "evaluated" and walk out the door legally holding a quantity of the substance in exchange for approximately $100. The constant exposure and aggressive solicitations almost wore me down. Almost.