College Roommates Attempt To Grow Pot Plant, Get Higher Education
College students get a lesson in botany when they try to grow a cannabis plant.
A reader named “Stu P.” sent us this story about higher education.
When I was in college, I grew marijuana in my dorm room. Well, I should say, I grew a marijuana plant. A single plant. Of course, growing marijuana is illegal, but my roommate and I were pretty open about our one plant. We put it right in our dorm window, so it could get as much sunlight as possible.
Growing a pot plant isn’t as easy as you may think. Anyone can plant a pot seed and grow a plant. It’s getting the thing to bud that’s the trick. To do that, you have to marry the male and female seeds, or at least, that’s what we thought.
First, we selected a bunch of seeds from a bag of weed my roommate had. Then we tucked them in a pair of wet athletic socks, and placed the socks in a dresser drawer. A week or so later, a few of the seeds had sprouted.
We took the sprouts and planted them in a little pot (no pun intended). Then we put the pot on our window sill, watered the sprout, and waited. Over the next couple of months our little plant grew and grew. We loved that thing.
After class, we’d return to the room to water it, or reposition it in the sun. Unfortunately, our room wasn’t humid enough, and the sun wasn’t strong enough. I’m not sure why, but our plant never budded. Sure, it sprouted leaves, but it never got the twisty, gnarly, stanky buds that we saw in “High Times.”
After a couple of months, our plant had grown about two feet tall. We realized that the little feller was just never going to bud, so we harvested it. We clipped the stem, and hung the weed upside down in our closet to dry out.
A week later, the thing was shriveled to about one-fifth its original size. We picked off the leaves and got enough pot to roll two joints. This was at the end of the school year, and a few days later my roommate and I drove back home together, a 12-hour drive.
At night, on a long stretch of highway, we sparked up the two joints. I inhaled as much as I could, but our homegrown weed ever got me high. I don’t think my roommate got high either.
