SUER À GROSSES GOUTTES.

This morning was an early one. Tracy and I drove to the Denver University area to Colby's condo. Her place is literally across the street from the campus. Together, we drove to grab some morning grub. My morning meal was a mango acai bowl and a latte with an extra shot of espresso. Unfortunately, I could not even taste the coffee. We enjoyed our breakfast atop Colby's condo. There was a magnificent view of the mountains, and it was a magical morning. Colby had to get to work, so Tracy and I returned to home base. It was time to pack up my belonging and load them onto my bike. It was a luxurious stay at the Suta's, but it is, better not to overstay my welcome. I thanked Tracy for everything and returned to the road.

My route was the bike trail along the Platte River, which took me downtown Denver. I easily navigated to John's apartment. My comedic cousin agreed to put me up for a night. The first order of business was to run some errands and gather some supplies. We stopped at the grocery store for wine. I used my small sommelier skills to spot some sufficient bottles. Our choice included an Argentinan Malbec and a red blend from Cote-De-Rhone. The next visit was to Goodwill for a coffee grinder, but I was not grinding coffee. After our purchases, we returned to John's sauna of an apartment. I do not usually reveal my gifts beforehand, but some context might put some minds at ease.

Occasionally, I do dabble in the smoking of marijuana. Recently I purchased one whole ounce of some cool Colorado kush. Smoking all this myself would be quite the task, so my intention was to give most of this ganja as a gift. Rather than just present the potent purple in its leafy goodness, I opted to roll it up into my preferred smoking style. Blunts are by far the best, but it was a lengthy and laborious task. 

The first step was to separate all the stems. Next, I used my new grinder to turn those deconstructed nugs into a proper powder. Following this, I gutted the swisher sweets and swapped the tobacco with the beautiful bud. The final chore is to seal those swishers with a little salvia and fire. Undoubtedly, I am not a master at rolling, but my skills improved after a few hours on the job. Believe me when I say that each blunt was handcrafted with love. 

After completing that menial task, John ordered some Mexican food from his favorite spot. He seriously splurged because it was a true feast. I must admit that it was all delicious. The most notable item was the flan, I had never experienced such texture, and the flavor was fulfilling. Aaron decided to join the party, and we spent the evening drinking and chatting. After all the festivities, I retired to the couch and attempted to pass out. The air conditioner was broken, and the heat was overwhelming. This prompted me to get some work done until exhaustion sent me to my slumber.