Acapulco Gold
11/22/2025
I am fairly new to smoking flower, three years. I like to do a wake and bake and have yet to go " Jeezus this is dog poop, I will never smoke this again!" I am not a weed snob. I am not a beer snob, booze snob, destination snob or a coffee snob. I am the fifth kid in an Irish Catholic family. I'm just happy to be included and not get a nugie. I am very open to try new things.
That said.
Acapulco Gold really is smooth. It's like sitting next to a pleasant fire with a hot coffee laced liberally with whiskey, thinking of everything and nothing at all. The kids are asleep. Your spouse is asleep. The dog does not have to go out. The cat has not lauched itself into its nightly reign of terror. The bills are kinda-sorta caught up. No one is sick. The car hasn't shit the bed. The dog hasn't snacked out of the litter box in a week. The cat hasn't thrown up a hairball in two days. The kids are decidedly not the shit heads my siblings were or the asshats his siblings were. They're on the honor roll, play sports and have friends.
The sound of the washing machine churning and the drying turning along with the crackle of the fireplace and for one perfect moment in your chaotic life, everything is pretty f*cking good.
Then the sound a cat horking on the carpet brings you back to reality, you finishing your Acapulco Gold, clean up the gack, decide to vaccuum the entire room, pick up everything in the room and realize the kitchen floor is a wreck, so off it goes to sweep and mop land! Hey, the garbage needs to be emptied, off we go the cans. No one took the cans down this week.. which means no one emptied the upstairs bathrooms...... Oh yes, the cans are full and finding their rooms to be hazardous in daylight, under the cloak of darkness, empty their cans and take out the laundry while they sleep. Two-three productive hours and several piles of laundry later, you finally go to bed, falling asleep instantly.