Coming Of Age In the Age Of Weed, Man.

CHAPTERS:

 
 
 
 
 

CHARLES.

FILMMAKER/HOBBYIST
MARIJUANA AFFICIANADO
HIGH-CURIOUS BON VIVANT

Some reddit trolls have been giving me shit - saying 'how you can have no job, no clue... and still pay for the production of a reality show?"

It's complicated - BUT - basically, it's because I was part of a class-action lawsuit against a hospital that was being run by monkeys on crack. In my case, a surgical team left rubber gloves inside my abdomen after fixing a perferated bowel. 
I'm totally not the litigious type, but really who does that? Who leaves three gloves in a person. Not one glove. Three. Three Gloves. I don't understand. Is that like 2 people... one left both gloves and then someone else left one or was it like three people each leaving a glove in there - like they're making a point. 
I really don't get it. Who does that?

Anyway - So I don't have to work, because some three-armed dipshit left his gloves in my belly.

Please stop asking me about this now, thank you.

And ENJOY Grow Op!

 
 
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Kevin.

SEATTLE'S GREATEST WEED DEALER
UNSURE OF CAREER CHOICE
RAPIDLY ENTERING MID-LIFE CRISIS

Kevin is my pot dealer. He's the pot dealer to much of Seattle's coolest people (obviously). He just got a Grow licence in Washington State, and he's going to try to make a go of living the Legit Life.

"Grow Op" is a show about what that process will look like. We're going to be following him around while he does this:
Raises money, builds a grow house, markets his product... deals with the feds.... all of it. 
Which should be pretty entertaining because he's kind of a crazy-ass summabitch.

Awesome idea, right? Yeah, I think so too... (it was my idea).