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God, Cannabis, and the Common Thread Nobody Wants to Talk About: Love
Let’s get one thing straight right out the gate—this isn’t about trying to force religion into cannabis, or cannabis into religion. This is about recognizing something that’s been right in front of us the whole time and calling it exactly what it is.
Love.
That’s the connection.
That’s the bridge.
That’s the common thread.
God is love. Pure love. Unconditional love. Even people who don’t believe in God understand that the core description of God—across cultures, faiths, and centuries—is love. And if you spend any real amount of time in the cannabis community, not just watching from the outside but actually being in it, you’ll notice something unmistakable.
God is already here.
There is an overwhelming amount of love inside this community. Real love. Not the fake, performative kind. I’m talking about people genuinely looking out for one another. People checking in. People sharing. People lifting each other up when life decides to kick them while they’re down.
I’ve seen it with my own eyes more times than I can count.
I’ve watched someone have a rough day—no money, no luck, heavy stress, just trying to survive—and someone else quietly break off a piece of bud and say, “You’re good. I got you.” No cameras. No clout. No expectations. Just compassion.
The joint gets passed not just to get high—but to get through something.
That’s love.
And before anyone gets self-righteous, let’s be honest: every group has its bad actors. Every single one. Churches included. There are always a few cutthroats, opportunists, or straight-up demons that sneak their way into any space that’s built on community. But they don’t define the whole.
The cannabis community, at its core, is made up of people with genuine hearts.
And I will not—over my dead body—allow anyone to demonize this community simply because they don’t understand it.
Cannabis is a gift. A plant. Something that comes from the earth itself. And you can call it cannabis, weed, flower—but you could just as easily call it love. Because that’s what it produces when used with intention. Connection. Calm. Openness. Empathy. Reflection. Healing.
That doesn’t sound evil to me.
In fact, when used responsibly and traditionally, cannabis seems to quiet the noise. It softens the ego. It opens the heart. It makes people listen more—and judge less. For many, it deepens spirituality. The line of communication with God doesn’t get fuzzier… it gets clearer.
People who don’t understand this plant’s true nature—its history, its purpose, its cultural and medicinal roots—aren’t evil. They’re just uninformed. But ignorance becomes dangerous when it turns into judgment.
So here’s my challenge: instead of pointing fingers at your fellow cannabis user, do some damn research. Educate yourself. Because when you spread hate toward people using a plant to show love, comfort pain, and support one another… you might want to ask yourself a hard question.
Who’s really in the wrong?
The people using this plant to spread peace and compassion?
Or the ones casting judgment without understanding?
That’s something worth thinking about.
And if love truly comes from God—
then maybe God’s fingerprints are all over this plant after all.
— OG Strain
The Plug’s Pages Magazine
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From Empty Field to Cannabis Paradise: How the 2026 Summer High Festival Blew Everyone’s Expectations Out of the Water
Two weeks before the 2026 Summer High Festival, I pulled into the property in Williamstown, New York, to meet up with Woodz Treez and Sammy Woodz. The mission that day wasn’t the festival—it was to film an episode of Strain’s Strain Reviews (Talk Cannabis) featuring what we called The 518’s Most Elite Cold Cure Rosin Challenge. Over the course of nearly two hours, we sampled and reviewed roughly a dozen different cold cure rosins back-to-back.
By the time we wrapped up, I was somewhere between “professional cannabis journalist” and “trying to remember why I walked over here.”
It was a blast.
But standing there that day, looking across what felt like an endless empty field, I couldn’t fully picture what was about to happen.
Two weeks later…
I couldn’t believe I was standing on the very same property.
Thanks to VIP passes generously gifted to me by Justin from The Basement Chronicles, my friend Miss Kryptonite and I rolled into the festival ready for a great time. What we weren’t ready for was the incredible turnout waiting for us.
That empty field?
Gone.
In its place was what looked like an entire temporary cannabis village.
Vendor tents stretched in every direction. Campers lined the property for what felt like football fields. Cars filled the landscape. Everywhere you looked, people were smiling, laughing, sharing stories, making new friends, and simply enjoying life.
If someone had blindfolded me and dropped me into the middle of it, I would’ve guessed I had wandered into one of the biggest cannabis gatherings in the Northeast.
And honestly…
I may have.
Every Direction Led to Something Cool
One of my favorite things about the Summer High Festival was that every time you thought you’d seen everything, you’d discover something completely different.
Toward the back of the property was a rave tucked away in its own area.
The DJs were absolutely crushing it while about a half-dozen to a dozen people danced nonstop with smiles on their faces. Colorful flow artists spun mesmerizing wheels and props that painted incredible patterns through the air. I can only imagine what those looked like through the eyes of someone enjoying a mushroom trip…
Let’s just say they were probably watching the universe perform interpretive dance.
Around them were festival-goers dressed in colorful outfits, unique skirts, creative costumes, and all kinds of eye-catching festival attire. Even though it wasn’t a massive dance floor, the energy was contagious. Everyone there was genuinely having fun.
The amazing part?
This was after four straight days of festivities.
Yet everyone still looked like they had just arrived on Day One.
Music Never Stopped
A short walk through the woods led to the main stage.
Whether it was the middle of the afternoon or late into the evening, there was always someone performing.
Bands.
Solo artists.
Musicians.
Entertainers.
There wasn’t a dead moment on that stage.
Nearby, people gathered around campfires listening to music while conversations flowed as naturally as the smoke drifting through the trees.
Walking farther along the wooded trails revealed another surprise.
Live artwork.
One incredibly talented woman stood surrounded by nature, painting a beautiful canvas while festival-goers stopped to admire her work. It perfectly captured what this event felt like—a celebration of creativity just as much as cannabis.
Tattoos, Vendors & Infused Slurpees
Then there was the tattoo trailer.
Whoever that tattoo artist was deserves an honorary endurance award.
Seriously.
I lost count of how many people proudly stopped me to show off fresh ink they had gotten during the festival.
Judging by the number of tattoos I saw, that artist probably forgot what sleep even looked like.
Of course, no cannabis festival would be complete without incredible vendors.
The selection seemed endless.
Food vendors.
Drink vendors.
Glass.
Merchandise.
Cannabis products.
Accessories.
If you wanted it, someone probably had it.
One stop that definitely deserves recognition was Higher Beings powered by Hudson Valley Green, who were handing out complimentary infused Slurpees.
On one of the hottest days of the summer, that frozen drink tasted absolutely incredible.
Refreshing.
Delicious.
Infused.
That’s basically the cannabis version of finding an extra nug at the bottom of your stash jar.
Other standout names included Higher Beings powered by Hudson Valley Green, Woodz Treez & Sammy Woodz, Best Budz, and countless others that helped make this event feel like one giant family reunion for the cannabis community.
Bigger Than I Ever Expected
I’ve attended quite a few cannabis events over the years.
Until now, the largest one I’d experienced was The Damn Sam Cannabis Cup.
Not anymore.
This festival honestly felt even larger.
More vendors.
More campers.
More people.
More energy.
More everything.
What makes that even more impressive is that before the event, I had heard whispers that attendance might be disappointing.
Well…
Whoever started that rumor owes Justin and his team an apology.
Because they absolutely knocked it out of the park.
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What impressed me more than the attendance wasn’t the size of the crowd.
It was the attitude of the people.
Nearly every single person I encountered was friendly, welcoming, respectful, and genuinely happy to be there.
There was no drama.
No egos.
Just people who love cannabis, love music, appreciate art, and enjoy spending time with like-minded people.
That’s exactly what this community should be about.
Hats Off to Justin & The Basement Chronicles
Events like this don’t happen by accident.
They happen because someone is willing to spend countless hours planning, organizing, solving problems, and bringing people together.
Justin and everyone involved with The Basement Chronicles deserve tremendous credit.
They created far more than just another cannabis festival.
They created an experience.
One that people will be talking about long after the tents come down.
On behalf of myself, OG Strain, and everyone at Strain’s Strain Reviews (Talk Cannabis), congratulations on an incredible event.
The cannabis community should be proud of what you and your team accomplished.
And before I wrap this up…
Congratulations on your upcoming wedding.
If the Summer High Festival is any indication of your planning skills, I’m pretty sure your wedding reception is going to need its own parking crew.
Here’s wishing you both a lifetime of happiness together.
We’ll see everyone next year.
Bring sunscreen.
Bring good vibes.
And maybe bring an extra lawn chair…
…because something tells me this festival is only getting bigger.
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THE BEST VENDORS DON’T HIDE
Why the Cannabis Industry Needs More Confidence, More Kindness, and a Lot Less Fear
I’ve been blessed to wear a lot of hats in this industry.
I’m a writer for The Plug’s Pages Magazine. I’m also a cannabis content creator on YouTube, where I travel across New York covering festivals, competitions, pop-up events, dispensary openings, and just about anything that brings this incredible community together.
After meeting hundreds of vendors over the years, I’ve noticed something.
There are two kinds of vendors.
The first kind?
They welcome people with a smile.
They love talking about their products. They enjoy educating consumers. They appreciate every new face that walks by because they understand one simple truth:
Every stranger is a potential customer.
Then there’s the second kind.
The ones who seem terrified of being noticed.
They don’t want their booth recorded.
They don’t want their products seen.
They don’t want their business name mentioned.
They don’t want anyone to know they’re even there.
Now listen…
That’s your right.
Seriously.
If you politely tell me, “Hey brother, I’d rather not be on camera,” you know what happens?
I smile.
I apologize.
I point my camera somewhere else.
When I’m editing later that night, I cut you completely out of the video.
Every single time.
No questions asked.
Respect goes both ways.
What doesn’t work is leading with disrespect.
Recently, while covering the Summer High Festival in Williamstown, I experienced exactly what I’m talking about.
Out of an entire festival filled with positive people, hugs, laughter, music, great conversations, and incredible vendors…
There was one exception.
One vendor didn’t simply ask not to be filmed.
Instead, he decided that insults were somehow the best way to get my attention.
Here’s the funny part…
I didn’t even hear what he said at first.
All I heard was that he preferred not to be recorded.
My response?
“No problem.”
I smiled.
I walked away.
It wasn’t until I was editing my footage later that evening that I heard what my camera microphone had captured before his request.
Honestly?
Thank God I didn’t hear it at the event.
Summer High was about peace, community, music, and cannabis.
It deserved to stay that way.
Had I heard those words in the moment, things could have gone in a direction neither of us would’ve been proud of.
Sometimes ignorance really is bliss.
Now before anyone mistakes my kindness for weakness…
Don’t.
I’m respectful because I choose to be.
I believe in returning the same energy people give me.
Treat me with respect?
You’ll probably gain a friend.
Treat me like family?
I’ll hype your business every chance I get.
Treat me like garbage?
Well…
Let’s just say cameras have excellent microphones.
Thankfully, maturity won that day.
Because this article isn’t about embarrassing someone.
It’s about learning from the experience.
Publicity Isn’t the Enemy—It’s the Business
One thing I’ve learned from writing for The Plug’s Pages Magazine is that publicity has value.
We don’t claim to make businesses successful.
Success comes from hard work, quality products, consistency, and treating customers the right way.
But what we absolutely do is shine a spotlight on businesses we believe in.
Exposure creates opportunity.
Opportunity creates customers.
Customers create growth.
Look at Electric City Cannabis Company.
They were one of the first legal dispensaries we proudly featured and promoted. Today they’re expanding with a second location under the same ownership. Did The Plug’s Pages make that happen? Of course not. That success belongs to the owner and the team that built an outstanding business.
But did positive publicity help more people discover them?
I’d be willing to bet it didn’t hurt.
Another perfect example is Higher Beings powered by Hudson Valley Green.
I’ve watched them grow tremendously over the years.
Their products are phenomenal.
Their branding is memorable.
But what separates them from thousands of other vendors isn’t just what’s inside the package.
It’s the people behind it.
They welcome conversations.
They welcome cameras.
They welcome interviews.
They genuinely love meeting people and educating consumers.
They’re some of the friendliest personalities in the cannabis industry, and that positive energy shows in everything they do.
That’s why people keep coming back.
Quality products may get someone’s attention once.
Great personalities keep them coming back forever.
And then there’s Best Budz.
If you’re a vendor looking for someone to learn from, watch this guy.
He may not be the biggest name in the industry—yet—but if you ask me, he’s on the right path.
Why?
Because he understands something money can’t buy.
He understands people.
Every time I’ve interacted with him, he’s been one of the friendliest guys you’ll ever meet. He’s generous with his time, generous with his knowledge, and he’s never afraid to let people experience what he has to offer. He’ll gladly hand out free samples because he believes in his products and wants people to experience the quality for themselves.
That’s confidence.
That’s customer service.
That’s how you build loyal supporters instead of one-time customers.
His kindness left an impression on me, and because of that, I’ll absolutely be stopping back on payday to support his business. Not because he asked me to—but because he earned it.
Promotion doesn’t create quality.
Quality creates promotion.
But when you combine quality products with genuine kindness and a willingness to let the community discover your brand…
That’s when businesses grow.
Kindness Is the Cheapest Marketing You’ll Ever Buy
I’ve watched vendors hand out free stickers.
Free laughs.
Free education.
Free conversations.
Free smiles.
And yes…
Sometimes even free samples.
You know what happens?
People remember them.
People come back.
People tell their friends.
That’s marketing.
You don’t need a million-dollar advertising budget.
Sometimes all it takes is treating people like human beings.
I’ve bought products simply because someone was genuine.
I’ve also walked away from products I wanted because the attitude behind the table made me lose interest.
Your booth isn’t just selling merchandise.
It’s selling you.
Cameras Aren’t the Problem
Let’s clear something up.
Content creators aren’t automatically trying to expose anybody.
Most of us are trying to help.
When I record an event, I’m documenting the atmosphere.
The music.
The community.
The creativity.
Sometimes I film artwork.
Sometimes handcrafted pieces.
Sometimes decorations.
Sometimes the little details people spent weeks preparing.
If someone politely asks me not to include something…
Done.
No argument.
No ego.
Just respect.
That’s how adults solve problems.
The experience I had at Summer High reminded me of something.
It isn’t cameras that hurt businesses.
Bad attitudes do.
Think about it.
I wasn’t filming cannabis.
I wasn’t exposing anybody’s personal information.
I was literally filming some beautiful rocks at a public vendor booth because they caught my eye.
Maybe I thought someone watching my video would be interested.
Maybe I was thinking about buying something myself.
The point is…
A polite request would’ve ended the conversation in five seconds.
Instead, unnecessary hostility turned what could’ve been a positive interaction into one I’ll probably never forget.
That’s not how you build customers.
That’s how you lose them.
The Vendors Who Win
The vendors who consistently succeed aren’t always the ones with the flashiest booths.
They’re the ones people remember.
They’re approachable.
They’re patient.
They’re passionate.
They’re confident enough to let the public see what they’ve built.
Because they understand something simple.
People can’t support a business they don’t know exists.
If you’re afraid to let people see your products…
If you’re afraid to let people know your business name…
If you’re afraid to let someone photograph your display at a public festival…
You have to ask yourself a serious question.
Why are you vending in the first place?
This industry rewards confidence.
It rewards authenticity.
It rewards people who believe in what they’ve created.
Moving through every event in fear isn’t a business strategy.
It’s a limitation.
The vendors who thrive are the ones willing to stand proudly behind their products and let the world discover them.
One Last Hit
If you’re going to spend your weekend at a cannabis festival surrounded by music, laughter, creativity, good people, and one of the most welcoming communities you’ll ever find…
Enjoy it.
Smile.
Meet people.
Shake hands.
Tell your story.
Build your brand.
Because life’s too short to spend an entire festival acting like someone stole your grinder.
The cannabis community deserves vendors who love people as much as they love the plant.
If you’re kind, confident, and passionate, people notice.
If you’re respectful, people remember.
If you’re approachable, your business grows.
The best vendors don’t hide behind fear.
They stand proudly behind their products.
And trust me…
The public notices the difference.
And if you’re wondering what separates a good vendor from a great one, the answer isn’t complicated.
A great vendor believes in what they’re selling.
A great vendor isn’t afraid to let people see it.
A great vendor treats every person who walks up to the booth like they matter.
Do that consistently, and you’ll build something much bigger than a customer base.
You’ll build a reputation.
In this industry, that’s worth more than any marketing budget money can buy.
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Where Cannabis, Community, and a Free Hibachi Dinner Come Together
Let’s be honest…
Most cannabis events follow a pretty familiar formula. You show up, walk around a few vendor tables, grab a couple goodies, talk terpenes for fifteen minutes, then head back home wondering why you just spent two hours standing in a parking lot.
Crisxotics didn’t get that memo.
Instead, they asked a simple question:
“What if cannabis events actually felt like family reunions… minus the awkward uncle asking why you’re still single?”
The result?
Crisxotics Fridaze in the Crick.
And if you’ve never been to one, this Friday might be the perfect time to change that.
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A Different Kind of Friday Night
Forget crowded bars.
Forget sitting on your couch scrolling your phone for the hundredth time.
Instead, picture yourself surrounded by some of the best cannabis vendors in the 518, hanging out beside a peaceful creek in North Hoosick (or Eagle Bridge, depending on who you ask). Around here, the locals simply call it “The Crick.”
From 5:00 PM until 8:00 PM, the atmosphere transforms into something that feels less like a business event and more like a backyard family cookout where everyone just happens to be passionate about great cannabis.
According to Bernie from Buddah Brothers, that’s exactly the point.
“It’s kind of like a big family dinner.”
And honestly…
That’s probably the best description anyone could give.
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Come Hungry… Seriously.
Now let’s talk about the part that immediately caught my attention.
FREE HIBACHI.
Yes…
You read that correctly.
Free.
As in the kind of free that doesn’t require a coupon, a secret handshake, or selling your first-born child.
Bernie says Cris is the man behind the grill, and cooking has become just as much a tradition as the cannabis itself.
One week it might be tacos.
Another week fajitas.
Sometimes chopped cheese.
But when Hibachi Night rolls around…
You’re looking at steak or chicken sizzling on the grill alongside fried rice and vegetables.
By the time that aroma starts drifting through the trees, your stomach will be louder than your buddy trying to explain why he “only meant to buy one edible.”
The vendors joke that they spend so much time together they probably see each other more than their own families.
That shared meal isn’t just about filling stomachs.
It’s about catching up, talking about new products, sharing stories from the week, laughing together, and building friendships that extend well beyond vendor booths.
That’s something you don’t find at just any cannabis event.
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How The Crick Became Home
Like many good stories, this one started with an idea.
The Crisxotics crew had already been building successful events across New York, making stops in places like Fort Plain, Greenville, and Schenectady.
Then Amy and the Crisxotics family started talking about bringing something special to the North Hoosick area.
When the cabin became available, everyone decided to take a chance.
It happened fast.
Really fast.
But with vendors like Blissful Confections NY, Chaos Budz, The Gasss Station, The Buddah Brothers, and Crisxotics all jumping in together, they planted their flag.
Now the North Hoosick location has become one of the regular homes for Fridaze in the Crick, alongside the Schenectady events.
Sometimes all it takes is one crazy idea and the right people willing to say…
“Let’s do it.”

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It’s Bigger Than Cannabis
Sure…
People come to see amazing vendors.
They come looking for quality products.
They come hoping to discover something new.
But according to Bernie, something else keeps bringing people back.
The people.
Every event introduces customers to growers, processors, edible makers, hash lovers, concentrate fanatics, longtime enthusiasts, curious newcomers, and friends they haven’t seen in months.
Everyone gathers in one place.
Nobody’s in a hurry.
People actually sit down.
They hang out.
They roll one up.
They laugh.
They eat.
They make memories.
As Bernie put it:
“It’s a family thing.”
That simple sentence might explain why these events continue growing every single month.
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Don’t Hear About It… Be There.
If you’ve been looking for an excuse to check out a Crisxotics event…
Consider this your sign.
Great people.
Great cannabis.
Some of the best vendors the 518 has to offer.
A relaxing creekside atmosphere.
And a free hibachi dinner that’s worth showing up hungry for.
Honestly…
The only bad decision you can make is staying home and spending another Friday night arguing with Netflix about what to watch.
Event Details
CRISXOTICS FRIDAZE IN THE CRICK
Friday
5:00 PM – 8:00 PM
North Hoosick / Eagle Bridge, NY
Location: Contact your favorite participating vendor via direct message for the event address.
Bring your appetite.
Bring a friend.
And don’t be surprised if you leave feeling less like you attended an event… and more like you just joined the family.
Because around The Crick…
That’s exactly what happens.
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