Kid is looking for a room to rent in S.F. Bay Area. I went to Craig's List to help, and several listings said stuff like "420 friendly." I Googled, and this is some kind of police code for marijuana. Just wanted to inform other clueless parents, who probably 420-ed themselves.
It is not a police code and it's origin is nothing other than some high school kids made it up because that is the time of day they would meet to smoke back in 1971. Shockingly it was in Northern California, San Rafael to be exact. Like most doper legends, the story drifts from the truth over time and few of the people that use the term know it's true origin.
http://www.snopes.com/language/stories/4...
Wiki even credits it on the city page, I bet that makes the city elders so proud.
http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/San_Rafael,...
http://www.snopes.com/language/stories/4...
Wiki even credits it on the city page, I bet that makes the city elders so proud.
80s. ://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/San_Rafael,_California
Thanks, temeculaguy. I just did the barest of research and didn't even think to try Snopes, where I go frequently to answer my dad's e-mails which are always urban legends. My dad is in his late 80s. Our kid just isn't into mj because, like most of my side of the family, she has allergies to cig smoke, mj smoke, and incense. What's weird is that in 1971, when I was a baby hippie, that term wasn't even heard in So Cal.
It's a good thing that the allergy doesn't extend to cigars, that would be tragic and reason enough to find a good alergist. Now that you know what it means, you are going to notice it everywhere until the no cal kids think of a new name for the hippy lettuce.
It was spray painted all over Overland Trail a week or two back.
Fortunately, Temecula attacks this kind of stuff quickly, usually the next day.
Fortunately, Temecula attacks this kind of stuff quickly, usually the next day.
Aye. So Northern California is invading Southern California. As one guy who posts constantly on the UT news blogs always puts it, "Build the fence!"
:o)
Here's a funny story I have to share on this theme. When my sister and I were kids in the 70s we had a neighbor house that was four teen aged brothers. Sometimes they would babysit us (which basically meant they would make sure we didn't drink some drano or something while mom and pop went to dinner for a few hours)
One time my sister, my mom, and I were out riding our bikes around the neighborhood (we were about four) and rode past a pile of burning leaves. One of us said "hey, that smells like Mexican cigarettes!". They never babysat us again.
"It is not a police code and it's origin is nothing other than some high school kids made it up because that is the time of day they would meet to smoke back in 1971. Shockingly it was in Northern California, "
This may have been how it got started BUT NOW it is considered a national holiday for users.
There are people that don't go to school or work on April 20th or "4/20". They stay home to smoke as a celebration of that day.
So you're NOT 420-friendly?
What about on the porch...outside?
This may have been how it got started BUT NOW it is considered a national holiday for users.
There are people that don't go to school or work on April 20th or "4/20". They stay home to smoke as a celebration of that day.
We always take the day off and drive up to Golden Gate Park, SF. A lot of others do too.
Happy 4/20 in advance!
What about on the porch...outside?
Are you asking me? I don't care if people do it outside, but I worry about the nosy older neighbors smelling and reporting the "Mexican cigarettes," as the other poster so humorously put it! Best bet at our house: the huge garage with the garage door shut. Pretty much all smoke gives the kid and I headaches.
This may have been how it got started BUT NOW it is considered a national holiday for users.
There are people that don't go to school or work on April 20th or "4/20". They stay home to smoke as a celebration of that day.
We always take the day off and drive up to Golden Gate Park, SF. A lot of others do too.
Happy 4/20 in advance!
Wow. That's Hitler's birthday. I guess it's just a coincidence.
One time my sister, my mom, and I were out riding our bikes around the neighborhood (we were about four) and rode past a pile of burning leaves. One of us said "hey, that smells like Mexican cigarettes!". They never babysat us again.
LOL. Similar story. We had a teenaged babysitter who was told by my parents that she could not have any friend over. Her boyfriend always showed up after my parents left. The girl would say, "He is a police officer so we will be much safer with him here. But you can't tell your parents because he will be fired if the police department knew he was here instead of out patrolling the streets." We all solemnly nodded. They would nuzzle while we were still awake but would apparently get hot and heavy after we went to bed. Well, eventually my parents came home much earlier than expected and that pair was BUSTED! Never had her as a babysitter again. As for the "policeman," he was just a high school punk, but what do you know when you're 2, 4, 6, and 8, like me and my sibs were?