Plane on the Hudson

Blogsters and blogettes. Me and Suze had the weirdest experience yesterday. We polished off a couple of fresh Jersey-Grown monster stogies and were riding out an epic buzz. Suze turned on the TV and plopped down on the sofa with a few family packs of Doritos and a Yahoo 6-pack. She was digging in2 the bags, switching between classic nacho cheese, cool ranch, spicy nacho, blazin buffalo and ranch, tailgater BBQ, and black pepper jack tortilla. Then all of a sudden her crunching stopped. I asked her what was wrong and she was just pointing 2 the TV with her mouth wide open. On the screen was a picture of an airplane with all the passengers standing on the wings, and the caption at the bottom read "Plane Lands on Hudson." I sat next 2 her for a second and tried 2 decide if I was tripping or what. Suze gave up closed her eyes and dropped down on the sofa in a fetal position. I took the Jersey-Grown ziplock bag on the coffee table, zipped it closed, and flushed it down the toilet. We havent told anyone about what happened but I figured Id write it down here. We havent smoked any Jersey-Grown since then. This is now the longest sustained BK that we have endured this year. We may smoke again 2night but we may try 2 go cold turkey 4 more than 24 hours. Luckily when I thought I was flushing the Jersey-Grown down the toilet yesterday I was really putting it in the hamper. I found it today when I went 2 grab a pair of jeans 4 today. Thats all I got 4 now. Later.