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Light the charcoal. Sprinkle the sage. Negative energy go away. Today, I want to tell you about a strain that brings back the fond memories of the 1980’s. And how many of us Gen X individuals could ever forget the movie Karate Kid? Mr. Miyagi, Daniel Laruso, and his redemption from being the one who was bullied. To the one who showed us what hard work, trust and discipline could accomplish by the ultimate underdog.
Cobra Chi #2 is a 70/30 sativa-dominant hybrid that is a cross of Margwa #1 x Chimera #3. Margwa #1 is a strain that is not publicly documented. Therefore, I don’t have a direct lineage for this strain. Chimera #3 is a balanced hybrid cross between Chimera x White Truffle. Looking at these genetics Margwa #1 must have a sativa-dominance in its genetics somewhere.
The top terpenes for this strain are D-Limonene, Linalool, Myrcene, and Caryophyllene. Patients report relief from conditions such as chronic stress, chronic pain, depression, migraines, mood swings, ADD/ADHD, headaches, and nausea. This strain, in my opinion, is very mild. And it is a strain that can be enjoyed by all. Thanks for reading! Keep blazin.’
Affirmation: I water myself from the bottom up to grow deep roots like a strong mother plant.
“Some strains whisper. Neon Berry walks in wearing sequins and introduces itself to everybody.”
-This Puzzled Life
Light the charcoal. Sprinkle the sage. Today, we’re stepping into the neon glow. The kind of berry‑sweet, electric‑hearted strain that feels like a gas‑station slushie and a cosmic prophecy had a baby. Welcome to this Budtender Moment as I highlight the strain Neon Berry.
Neon Berry is a sativa‑dominant hybrid. It’s the kind that lifts your chin. Straightens your aura. And tells your anxiety to go sit in the car with the windows cracked. It is a cross between Blueberry × Strawberry Cough. Blueberry is a cross between Afghani × Thai. Strawberry Cough is a cross between Haze × a mystery strawberry cultivar whispered about like a church‑lady scandal. This is berry lineage with a passport and a past.
The taste profile for this strain is a blue raspberry slushie from a gas station that definitely has a ghost. Strawberry Pop Rocks with a cool, minty exhale that feels like someone just opened the freezer door on your soul. And a faint candy‑shell sweetness that lingers like gossip.
The top terpenes in this strain are Limonene, Myrcene, Pinene, and Caryophyllene. Together they create a bright, effervescent, berry‑electric cloud. Patients look for this strain for mood elevation, stress relief, creative focus, mild pain relief, and social ease.
Please keep in mind that depending on differences in grows depends on what area of the country it is grown in. There will also be slight differences depending on when, where the plant was grown. Thanks for reading! And keep blazin.’ Have you tried this strain?
Affirmation: I allow joy to be loud, bright, and berry‑flavored. I glow without apology.
“How many stoners does it take to screw in a lightbulb? None, we got lighters.”
-Unknown
Light the charcoal. Sprinkle the sage. Negative energy go away. Today, I want to tell you about a strain that I’m grouping under 80’s names. And what Gen X’er doesn’t remember sniffing the permanent markers accidentally left around the room by the teacher. Ok, maybe it was a little strange to those who never did this. But we Gen X’ers sniffed random markers as part of our childhood daily life.
The very first thing I noticed about this strain is that familiar aroma and taste of diesel fumes. So maybe it doesn’t exactly smell like the highly sought after ink smell but it’s one that you will remember without a doubt. The genetic line is lengthy so pay attention. This strain is a 70%/30% indica-dominant strain. The genetic cross is Biscotti x Jealousy x Sherbet BX strains. Biscotti is a cross between Gelato 25 x Sour Florida OG. Jealousy is a cross between Gelato 41 x Sherbet BX1. And finally, BX strain are a backcross Sherbet strain. And a backcross strain is s hybrid strain that is bred back to a parent strain. The main reasons this is done that I will simplify is related to particular strain trait reinforcement and genetic stability. There are other reasons but those are just a couple.
The major terpenes in this strain are Myrcene, Limonene, Caryophyllene. Patients report from such conditions as chronic fatigue, PMS, cramps, depression, mood swings, chronic stress, and PTSD. I had this strain as a vape cart. But if you like the taste of diesel you’ll sure to love this strain and its potency. This strain was voted Leafly Strain of the Year in 2023. Keep blazin’!
“Gushers is the strain that reminds you joy doesn’t have to be complicated. Sometimes it’s just fruit‑flavored and waiting on you.”
-This Puzzled Life
Light the charcoal. Sprinkle the sage. Let the smoke rise like it’s clocking in for its shift. Today we’re calling in the spirit of Gushers. It’s the strain that tastes like somebody melted a bag of fruit snacks on the dashboard of a ’98 Corolla and somehow made it holy.
Gushers is a 60/40 indica-hybrid. Not the kind that can’t make up its mind. This one knows exactly who it is. It’s a laid‑back, fruit‑forward, body‑melting hybrid. And walks into the room wearing Crocs and still pulls focus. This strain is a cross between Gelato #41 × Triangle Kush. Gelato #41 is a cross between Sunset Sherbet × Thin Mint GSC. And Triangle Kush is a cross between Emerald Triangle OG × Hindu Kush. Gushers tastes like fruit snacks, sweet berry syrup, tropical candy, and a whisper of earthy kush on the exhale. It’s the strain equivalent of someone handing you a Capri Sun and saying, “You look like you need this.”
The terpene profile is Caryophyllene, Limonene, and Linalool. Together they create a vibe that’s equal parts candy aisle and meditation pillow. Patients reach for this strain to help with chronic stress, anxiety, mild to moderate pain, mood swings, appetite support, and end‑of‑day decompression. This is a strain that doesn’t rush you. It just hands you a blanket and says, “Baby, breathe.”
Please keep in mind that depending on differences in grows depends on what area of the country it is grown in. Ther will also be slight differences depending on when, where the plant was grown. Thanks for reading! And keep blazin.’ Have you tried this strain?
Affirmation: I allow sweetness to find me. I soften. I settle. And I let my body remember ease.
“Some flavors don’t just taste good. They take you back to the version of yourself who still believed in magic.”
-This Puzzled Life
Light the charcoal. Sprinkle the sage. Let the smoke curl up like a memory you can almost taste. Before Blackberry Snow Cone ever hit a vape cart. Before terpenes had names I could pronounce. Before I knew what a phenotype was or why growers argued about them like SEC football. There was me. Barefoot on Mississippi gravel. And clutching a Styrofoam cup of neon‑blue snow cone like it was salvation.
One of my favorite childhood joys was standing at that tiny snow cone shack. The one with the hand‑painted menu and the fan that never actually cooled anything. Waiting for that syrupy mountain of ice. And right beside that memory sits another of walking the roadside with purple‑stained fingers. Plucking wild blackberries straight from the bramble. They were warm from the sun. Tart enough to make your jaw twitch. And sweet enough to make you forget the thorns. Blackberry Snow Cone hits both of those memories at once. Like someone bottled nostalgia. Chilled it. And handed it back to me in vapor form.
Blackberry Snow Cone is an indica-hybrid. This isn’t a widely standardized strain. But most growers trace its roots as a cross between Blackberry Kush × Snow Cone. Blackberry Kush is a cross between Afghani × Blackberry. Snow Cone is a cross between Snowman × Cherry Pie. The flavor profile consists of fresh‑picked blackberries, shaved ice sweetness, with a cool, creamy finish. It also has light herbal undertones that nod back to its Kush ancestry. It’s childhood nostalgia with grown‑folk nuance.
The terpene profile for this strain includes Myrcene, Limonene, Caryophyllene, and Linalool (sometimes). Patients often reach for Blackberry Snow Cone for stress, mood, mild pain and tension, creativity, focus, and anxiety. It’s the strain equivalent of sitting on a porch swing at dusk. And letting the day melt off your shoulders.
And so here we are. Grown, busy, bruised by life in all the predictable and unpredictable ways. And still chasing the same sweetness we loved before we even had words for why it mattered. Blackberry Snow Cone isn’t just a vape cart. It’s a little time machine disguised as vapor. A reminder that joy doesn’t have to be complicated to be real. Sometimes it’s just a flavor that takes you back to gravel roads, purple‑stained fingertips, and a snow cone stand that felt like church.
If a strain can carry you home and forward at the same time, this one does. Inhale. Exhale. Remember. Release. And let the world soften around the edges like melting ice on a hot Mississippi afternoon. May every hit remind you that sweetness is still out here. And waiting on you to claim it.
Please keep in mind that depending on differences in grows depends on what area of the country it is grown in. Ther will also be slight differences depending on when, where the plant was grown. Thanks for reading! And keep blazin.’ Have you tried this strain?
Affirmation: I honor the sweetness in my past. The strength in my present. And the joy I allow myself to taste today.
“The first time I smoked, I didn’t get high, but I did end up going to McDonald’s.”
-Unknown
Light the charcoal. Sprinkle the sage. Negative energy go away. Today, I want to talk to you about the strain known as Zookies by Max Harvest
Instantly this strain makes an impact. Some strains might be slow to take effect, but this one doesn’t. Let’s look at the genetics. Zookies is a 50/50 hybrid cross between Animal Cookies x Gorilla Glue #4. Animal cookies is a cross of Girl Scout Cookies x Fire OG. Gorilla Glue #4 is a cross between Chem’s Sister x Sour Dubb x Chocolate Diesel.
This strain is loaded with terpenes such as Caryophyllene, Limonene, Myrcene, Linalool and Humulene. The medical benefits include relief from insomnia, chronic pain, depression, muscle spasms, cramps, nausea, and appetite loss. This strain lives up to it’s reputation as an overall great strain. The indica side of this strain is very potent. However, there’s enough sativa to still be able to be productive. But use in moderation as “couch lock” is possible and happening as I write. Thanks for reading! And keep blazin.’
“Back in the day might be gone. I’m still here. Creaking. Leaking. Laughing. And refusing to go quietly into anybody’s geological record.”
-This Puzzled Life
Light the charcoal. Sprinkle the sage. “Back in the day” has officially stopped being a cute phrase. It has started functioning like a geological timestamp. We are no longer dealing with nostalgia. We are dealing with archaeology. And while we’re gathered here, let’s honor another painful reality. My pelvic floor, which has resigned from its position without notice, severance, or gratitude for years of loyal service. I used to laugh. I used to cough. I used to sneeze with confidence. Now? Every joyful moment is a bodily gamble. And my cats are watching me like I’m a malfunctioning water balloon.
My bladder used to be a vault. Fort Knox. A steel‑reinforced bunker. Now it’s a screen door in a hurricane. One giggle? A sprinkle. One cough? A drizzle. One sneeze? A flash flood warning. Tink, the union rep, carries a clipboard labeled “Mama’s Moisture Incidents.” Every time I laugh too hard, she checks a box and sighs like she’s disappointed in my performance review.
Meanwhile, My Colon Has Entered Its Renaissance. I don’t know who gave my colon the confidence to act like this, but it’s out here freelancing. A sneeze? “Let me contribute.” A cough? “I have thoughts.” A laugh? “I brought snacks.”
Piper, the dramatic CEO, escorts me to the bathroom like I’m a VIP guest at a scandalous event. Tail high. Judgment higher. Coco, head of security, treats every cough like a breach. And every laugh like a full‑scale emergency. If I chuckle, she sprints over like, “Ma’am, did something escape? Do I need to file a report?”
My Body Has Entered a New Era without consulting me, my ancestors, or the household democracy. Now my cats circle me like I’m a congressional hearing titled, “What Happened To Mama’s Knees.” Aging is not gentle. It is not poetic. It is a jump scare.
Piper has drafted a formal complaint titled, “Mama’s Joints: A Concerning Increase in Snap,Crackle, and Pop.” Tink follows me around like a Victorian widow who just discovered her inheritance is gone. Every time I bend over, she gasps like I’m performing a dangerous stunt. Coco treats my memory lapses as suspicious activity. If I walk into a room and forget why, she escorts me back out like, “Ma’am, this area is restricted until you recall your mission.”
Nobody warned me that aging comes with random brain glitches. I’ll be mid‑sentence, mid‑thought, mid‑Southern‑monologue and suddenly, poof my brain throws up a blue screen like an old Dell computer. My cats stare at me like I’m buffering. Tink even tapped my forehead once like she was checking the Wi-Fi connection.
I used to move like a person. Now I move like a haunted rocking chair. Every step is a creak. Every stretch is a negotiation. Every time I sit down, I release an involuntary “old person exhale” that sounds like I’m letting go of trauma. And the cats judge with the intensity of Southern aunties at a baby shower.
My knees have officially submitted paperwork titled, “We Did Not Sign Up For Stairs.” They’ve requested a mobility scooter, a heating pad stipend, and a written apology for every squat I’ve ever attempted. Piper stamped it “Approved” before I even finished reading it. I dropped something on the floor. I looked at it. It looked at me. We both understood it was staying there. Coco sniffed it and gave me a look that said, “Wow. She’s gone.” I sneezed. Just one. A cute one. And my bladder and colon both said, “Tag‑team?” My cats stared at me like I had just lost a custody battle with gravity.
“Back in the Day” Has Become a Unit of Measurement. Once upon a time, “back in the day” meant five years ago. Now it means before three presidents, two pandemics, and the rise and fall of skinny jeans. Scientists have the Jurassic, Triassic, and Cretaceous periods. We have
Back in the Day (Early Period): When my knees still believed in me.
Back in the Day (Middle Period): When I could sneeze without filing an insurance claim.
Back in the Day (Late Period): When my bladder wasn’t a part‑time sprinkler system.
Even my cats treat “back in the day” like it’s a historical documentary. Piper says, “Which era are we referencing, ma’am? Pre‑creak or post‑snap?” Tink stares out the window like she’s remembering a lost lover. Coco waits by the door like I’m supposed to take her there.
A sediment of memories. A fossil record of who you were before your joints started sounding like porch furniture in a horror movie. It’s weird. It’s humbling. It’s hilarious. It’s a little holy. My mind may wander. But it wanders toward wisdom. My body may creak. But it carries stories. My memory may glitch. But my spirit is sharper than ever. And my cats, judgmental, dramatic, chaotic, they’re my witnesses, my companions, my furry little archivists of this new era.
I’ve had more surgeries than a Real Housewife. And my uterus didn’t just get removed. She angrily quit. If she had a LinkedIn profile, she would list my hysterectomy as, “Voluntary separation from a hostile work environment.” She walked out, slammed the door, and said, “Y’all figure it out.” My gallbladder left early. My appendix said, “I was never needed anyway.” My tonsils left before the chaos even started. Now it’s just me, my stitches, and three cats running a post‑op reality show.
Things That Now Count as Cardio include putting on socks. Rolling over in bed. Getting out of a low chair. Sneezing. Thinking about laundry. And walking past the mailbox. My Fitbit is confused. It thinks I’m training for a marathon.
Aging may be turning my bladder into a leaky faucet. And my colon into a chaotic intern. But I’m still here laughing. Coughing. Sneezing. Leaking. Creaking. And telling the story. If my organs want to leave, fine. But the comedy? The comedy stays right here with me.
This is my era, the Drip Drop Dynasty, and I rule it with dignity, humor, and a strategically placed bathroom. Back in the day might be gone. But I’m still evolving. Still ridiculous. Still holy. And still funny enough to survive the Renaissance.
Affirmation: “I honor this body, this era, this chaos, and this comedy. I rise today with wisdom in my bones. Fire in my spirit. And three judgmental cats who remind me I’m still unstoppable.
“Some strains relax you. Dank OG unplugs you and plugs you back in at 50% brightness.”
-This Puzzled Life
Light the charcoal. Sprinkle the sage. Negative energy go away. Crack your knuckles. Clear your schedule. And maybe put your phone on Do Not Disturb. This one’s thick, sticky, and spiritually committed to humbling you. Today, I want to talk to you about a strain that represents the funk that we will be discussing this month. And it’s a strain that’s concentrated called Dank OG.
Dank OG as a concentrate is not here to play. Flower Dank OG already walks around with that “I’ve seen some things” energy. But once you turn it into wax, badder, rosin, or shatter, it becomes the strain equivalent of a Southern auntie who takes off her earrings before she speaks. This is old‑school gas turned into a modern‑day thunderclap.
Dank OG comes from the legendary OG Kush line. The backbone of half the gas-heavy strains people swear by today. The lineage for this strain is OG Kush × Unknown Kush Hybrid. This is the family tree of strains that smell like they were raised in a garage. Taught discipline by a mechanic. Is blessed by a pine forest. And has that classic “sit down before you fall down” energy.
The terpene Profile consists of Myrcene, Limonene, Caryophyllene, and Pinene. Concentrates amplify everything. The aroma, the flavor, the punch, and the personality. Dank OG’s terpene profile hits like a gospel choir of gas. In concentrate form, these terpenes don’t whisper. They testify.
Dank OG concentrate tastes like someone bottled the smell of a gas station parking lot after a summer rain and then added pine needles for decoration. The flavor profile are made up of heavy diesel, deep earth, sharp pine, a warm, peppery finish, and that unmistakable OG “who turned up the gravity” aftertaste. This is not a dessert strain. This is a “wipe your tools on your jeans and get back to work” strain. Dank OG concentrate hits with the force of a memory you forgot you had. This is also a couch-lock classic. A “don’t make plans” strain. A “why does my blanket feel emotional” strain.
Patients often reach for Dank OG concentrates when they need relief from chronic pain, stress and anxiety, insomnia, muscle tension, overthinking, post-socializing exhaustion, and that feeling where your brain won’t stop narrating your life. The concentrate form makes these effects faster, stronger, and longer lasting.
Dank OG branded concentrates have placed in regional concentrate competitions, often recognized for Best Solvent Concentrate, Best Rosin, and Best Hybrid Extract. Dank OG carries the same award‑winning terpene backbone that judges (and seasoned smokers) consistently fall in love with. It’s that gas, pine, earth, and that unmistakable OG punch.
Each batch of Dank OG, like any cannabis strain, can have slight differences depending on how it’s grown, harvested, cured, and extracted. Terpenes shift. Potency shifts. The vibe shifts. That’s part of the magic. And Dank OG itself has earned recognition in concentrate categories across multiple regional competitions. Its lineage, especially OG Kush, is where the trophy case really starts overflowing. Thanks for reading! And keep blazin.’
Affirmation: I honor the rest my body asks for, even when the world demands more.
“Peace isn’t something you find. It’s something you steep in.”
-This Puzzled Life
Light the charcoal. Sprinkle the sage. Today we’re stepping into the tub of truth with the strain Bubble Bath. It’s a strain that doesn’t just relax you. It baptizes you in a whole new denomination of “mind your business and moisturize your spirit.”
Bubble Bath is an Indica-dominant hybrid. It’s a cross between The Soap × Project 4516. The Soap is a cross between Animal Mints × Kush Mints. Project 4516 is a cross between Gelato 41 × Gelato 45. It’s the kind that whispers “sit down somewhere” but with manners. This lineage is basically a family reunion where everybody smells expensive. Nobody brought paper plates. And someone’s aunt is definitely reading tarot in the corner.
Bubble Bath hits like a spa day in a smoke cloud. And the flavors consist of a creamy, soft vanilla, fresh herbal mint, a little floral soapiness (but in a “rich auntie’s bathroom” way, not “hotel lobby dispenser” way), and a lingering sweetness that feels like warm steam on your face.
The terpene profile is Limonene, Linalool, and Caryophyllene. Together they create a “take your bra off and exhale” moment. Bubble Bath is the strain you call when your whole nervous system is filing HR complaints. It may help with chronic stress, anxiety, insomnia, and muscle pain. This is the strain for when you need to be held but by THC instead of a person.
Please keep in mind that depending on differences in grows depends on what area of the country it is grown in. Ther will also be slight differences depending on when, where the plant was grown. Thanks for reading! And keep blazin.’ Have you tried this strain?
Affirmation: I release the noise. I welcome the softness. And I let my spirit settle like warm water.
“I’m high on life. Oh, wait, sorry, that’s just marijuana.”
-Unknown
Light the charcoal. Sprinkle the sage. Negative energy go away. Today, I want to talk to you about cannabinoids. And with terpenes this medicine is saving lives.
What are cannabinoids? They are a group of chemical compounds found primarily in the Cannabis sativa plant. And the plant contains about 540 chemical substances. They interact with the body’s endocannabinoid system, which regulates various functions that include mood, appetite, pain, and sleep. And there are also different types of cannabinoids (https://www.nccih.nih.gov, 2025).
Types of Cannabinoids
· Phytocannabinoids: Naturally found in the cannabis plant such as THC and CBD
· Endocannabinoids: Cannabino9ids produced by the human body, as anandamide and 2-arachidonoylglycerol (2-AG).
· Synthetic cannabinoids: Man-made cannabinoids designed to mimic the effects of phytocannabinoids such as “K2” and “Spice” (https://nida.nih.gov, 2025).
What are specific phytocannabinoids and their functions?
· Tetrahydrocannabinol (THC): psychoactive compound that produces euphoric “high:. It also helps with nausea, pain, and appetite stimulation.
· Cannabidiol (CBD): Non-psychoactive compound known for its anti-inflammatory, analgesic, and anxiolytic (anxiety-reducing) properties.
· Cannabigerol (CBG): Known as the “mother of all cannabinoids” because others are synthesized from its acidic form CBGA. It is non-psychoactive and is being researched for potential neuroprotective, anti-inflammatory, and antibacterial effects.
· Cannabinol (CBN): A minor cannabinoid that forms as THC ages and degrades. It is mildly intoxicating but primarily known for its sedative properties and p[potential use as a sleep aid. I can tell you that I search for strains high in CBN for severe insomnia. The strain that almost instantly puts me to sleep is Purple Cheisel.
· Cannabichromene (CBC): A non-psychoactive cannabinoid that’s being studied for its potential effects on pain and inflammation. This one will definitely help with chronic pain.
· Tetrahydrocannabinolic Acid (THCA): The non-psychoactive precursor to THC, found in raw cannabis. When heated it converts to THC. It has potential anti-inflammatory and neuroprotective properties.
· Cannabidolic Acid (CBDA): The raw, unheated precursor to CBD, found in fresh cannabis. When heated it converts to CBD. It may have stronger anti-inflammatory and anti-nausea effects than CBD in its raw form.
· Delta-8 THC: A psychoactive compound similar to THC, though its effects are less potent. It occurs in small quantities in the cannabis plant but can be synthetically produced from CBD (https://www.ncbi.nlm.nih.gov, 2023). I don’t personally have a problem with the idea of delta-8 and delta-9 products. What I do have a problem with is the fact that they are not regulated and are sold in gas stations to people making them sick. Those products are not safe at all. Because we don’t know what all is in them.
The topic of cannabinoids has a lot of information available. And I won’t bore you with all the very distinct information. As I have said about terpenes, get to know your cannabinoids. It’s imperative when seeking to fine tune your cannabis regimen. Thanks for reading! And keep blazin.’
Affirmation: My mind, body and spirit are my top priority. Cannabis aids with each.
