As a firm proponent of legalized marijuana, I was delighted to receive my invitation to Monday’s VIP opening of Euphoria Wellness.  Of course, I began to wonder, what being deemed a “VIP” meant in this situation; but – as is often the case when medicinal marijuana is involved – the thought passed, and I returned to watching my rerun of The Big Bang Theory.

So, on my way to lunch, Monday, I decided to swing by Euphoria, and check-out the scene.  And there was a line.  A long enough line that I decided that I was better-off heading to Spago, and returning, afterwards.  Which I did.  I had my Nevada Medical Marijuana Patient identification and had already downloaded and filled-out the Patient Registration form, from the e-vite Euphoria had sent me.  Fortunately, by the time I’d returned, the line had disappeared.

The lobby area is bright and Spartan – if a bit sterile – and there are so many guards and staff that you always feel safe, while you’re never wondering where to go.  There’s even some well-written promotional literature.  You give them your identification and paperwork, and wait; then someone calls you in – like at the doctor’s office!

Once inside, I was shown to the display case, where an eighth of each of the half-dozen strains that Euphoria sells – Cheese, Strawberry Cough, Blue Dream, Kosher Kush, RKS, and San Fernando Valley (SFV) – is shown behind a glass case, in vacuum-sealed plastic containers.  It’s rather like the deli counter at Whole Foods, but without the free samples.  Next to this case, is another, filled with hardware, including the new Haze Vape (the world’s first double-chambered vaporizer) that was included in the swag-bags at this year’s Academy Awards.  Fancy, right?  No half-steppin', at Euphoria Wellness, thank you. 

Sadly, they had none of the oils, waxes, or edibles that I’d hoped to find (those are coming in a couple of months), so I placed an order for a gram each of SFV and Kosher Kush, paid the guy at the counter (cash only – no credit cards), and was on my merry medicinal way.  Bibbidi-Bobbidi-Boo!

Meanwhile, for whatever reason, the whole time I was at Euphoria, I had Tone Lōc’s “Wild Thing” playing in my head (I mean, the song's runtime is 4m 20s, for Pete's sake...).  So, with grayscale visions of my darling Anabelle Schofield, sultrily strumming the guitar in that famous music video, looking both fly and fine; I got in my car, to drive home.  Anyhow, as I was driving, I heard on the radio that Air Force One was scheduled to land at 4:20pm; so I took that as a fortuitous omen, and continued on my way.  Home again, I followed the doctor's orders (the lengths I go to for you, dear reader); and have predictably become rather peckish.  Time for Postmates!

Euphoria Wellness
Las Vegas Medical Marijuana Dispensary
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