What happens in Vegas… sometimes changes the game. Our team just got back from an electrifying few days at CHAMPS Las Vegas, and wow—what an experience. The energy, the innovation, the incredible people—we loved every minute of it. Big thanks to everyone who stopped by our booth, shared their stories, asked great questions, and got […]

The brownie I just ate is innocently staring at me from the wrapper. Chocolatey, chewy, harmless-looking… and loaded with 500 milligrams of THC. “I don’t feel anything yet,” I think 45 minutes later, so I foolishly eat another half. Fast forward and I’m horizontal on my couch, clutching the edges of reality as cartoon characters

I’m on a sun-baked farm in the hills, watching an old-timer named Hank roll a joint from a jar labeled “1978 Afghani #1.” The first puff tastes like history – a heritage strain with roots stretching back decades. Down in the city dispensary, customers clamor for the latest high-THC hybrid, but up here Hank and