If you had a cage match between your phone’s navigation and a Better Than Nine Delta 8 vape cartridge, the winner would be the gas station.
Welcome to another Loco Ocho Diary Entry! This entry is brought to you by Better Than Nine Blueberry Yum Yum Delta 8 Vape.
If you’ve done any research on delta 8 outside of BetterThanNine.com, you will read that it’s less psychoactive than delta 9 or non-psychoactive yet calming. You may get the idea that you can treat D8 all willy nilly without any consequence. We go the other direction and advise to treat it like it’s very strong. Maybe we’re too cautious or other companies are too lax. The truth is probably somewhere in the middle. Personally, I’d rather make people a little scared of delta 8 so they ease into it, instead of having someone over do it, get too high, and ruin their lives.
The message that I want you to take away from this article is that YOU CAN ALWAYS TAKE MORE. Once you’ve had too much, all you can do is ride out the storm.
So here’s the showdown – Google Maps Navigation vs. a Better Than Nine Blueberry Yum Yum Vape.
If you haven’t noticed, the awesomely light ‘covid traffic’ in Atlanta is gone. We’re back to the life ruining pre-covid Atlanta traffic.
Last week, I was driving back to Alpharetta from downtown ATL. The traffic was so bad. There were at least 3 car accidents, light rain, and the never ending construction at 285 and 400 in Sandy Springs. It was a nightmare. A trip that took me about 45 minutes during Covid, took me an 1 hour and 30 minutes. The optimist in me found things that I liked about Covid. The best thing about Covid was I was able to drive around and get things done without spending all day in bumper to bumper traffic.
To prevent blowing a gasket and ending up on the local news for going Michael Douglas in “Falling Down”, I started hitting a Better Than Nine Blueberry Yum Yum vape cartridge. I started hitting it where the toll booth used to be on 400 because that when the cars stopped moving.
I had turned on Google Maps’ navigation to get me back to Alpharetta because I didn’t know the best way from where I started. Google knew where we were going so I put my brain on ‘cruise control.’ I think that the bulk of my vape pen consumption was when I was sitting on 400 north trying to get past the traffic and construction at the Abernathy exit. It was so bad that I wanted to drive through the grass to find a bar. However, I couldn’t even do that because the concrete barriers and ramps have you completely trapped.
I probably hit the pen too much because I was so angry and frustrated.
After a few minutes, the delta 8 kicked it and I didn’t care that I only going 3 mph ON AN 8 LANE INTERSTATE WITH A 65 MPH SPEED LIMIT. I happily sat there and took the abuse like a good commuter.
Once I got past 285, 400 cleared up so I could go a normal speed like 75 or so. Man, it was glorious. I was just driving. I understood why people joined motorcycle gangs. Just me, my truck, and the open road…for about 10 miles. Unlike a biker, I was just going home to Alpharetta, not moving a shipment of methamphetamine to Albuquerque, New Mexico.
Somewhere along the way, my brain wanted to keep going. Google was probably telling me to turn, but because I knew where I was and where I was going, I wasn’t listening to Google. I was listening to my heart. And it wanted more speed limit driving on the highway, and also, a snack.
I kept driving until I started thinking about the rest of my ‘to-do’ list and that it needed to get done. I snapped out of my ‘zone’ and realized that I had passed exit 13. I’m supposed to get off on exit 9 at Haynes Bridge. At this point, I recalibrated my brain and my schedule. I stopped at a QT, filled up the truck with gas, hit the restroom and washed my face. I left the QT a new man. Like a caterpillar leaving the chrysalis as a beautiful butterfly.
I jumped back on 400 south, refreshed, with a full tank of gas and went back to the Alpharetta office. I think I only probably lost about an hour of my day, which isn’t that bad when you consider that a salaried office person will easily burn over an hour/day sitting on the toilet with their phone. I’m not hating on salaried employees finding ways to kill time during day. When I was a salaried employee and I had an idiot tell me that I was required to be in a 6′ x 6′ cubicle from 8 am to 5 pm, I found every excuse I could think of to get out of that box. The ones that worked the best were the self-deprecating ones that allowed the rest of the ‘team’ to bully me. My lowest point may have been when I lied about pooping in my pants. When I asked my manager for an extra long lunch because “I made a miscalculation and needed to go home and get new boxers, pants, and socks”, he told me to take the rest of the day off. I had discovered the male’s equivalent to ‘girl problems.’
The moral of the story is delta 8 must be respected, it is sneaky, and that you can always take more. If you’ve spent any time around cannabis, you’ve heard about ‘creeper’ weed. Delta 8 is the ultimate creeper. It’s so smooth and subtle that it is easy to underestimate it and overdo it. Everything is normal, and without warning, you don’t know where you are or what you’re doing.
Full disclosure: I put a big squirt of Better Than Nine 3000mg Tincture in my mouth when I started writing this and it’s been about 2 hours since I started writing, so we’re at full strength. Please excuse typos or anything that doesn’t make sense. If there’s something egregious, work through it and you’ll get what I’m trying to say using the surrounding context.
I hope that you had fun reading this Loco Ocho Entry because I had fun writing it.
As always, I’d love for everyone to try some Better Than Nine products. I think they are awesome! My OGs love them too because yall keep ordering. Yall are the best! I’m going to keep making good and bad decisions and documenting both. If you want to try some Better Than Nine products, look for some coupons or email us and we’ll probably send you some samples if you pay for shipping and the time it takes to pack them and take them to the post office. I’m a sucker for hooking up cool people. Keep living life the best you can live it and remember that it’s short.
By: Daniel Macris
Cannabis Expert and CEO of Better Than Nine