Note: An edited version of this interview was originally published in Cannabis Times Magazine, July, 2011

It’s not easy starting an essay when one is so hung-over. Such is my current status. I feel like a zombie who’s trying to type out his last will & testament. And to substitute the aches and pains, I pour enormous amounts of caffeine and yellow dye number 5 into my weakened body, just so I can stop my eyes from receding any further into my skull.