Tyrann Mathieu is in Arizona today on a 10-team tour of pre-draft meetings as he tries to convince as many clubs as possible that he’s worthy of an investment in the draft.
The former LSU cornerback must make teams believe he’s put a lengthy history with marijuana behind him and Jarrett Bell of USA Today reports that the cornerback told one team he failed at least 10 drug tests in school.
“I quit counting at 10,” Mathieu told one team, according to an assistant coach that spoke to Bell on condition of anonymity. “I really don’t know.”
Mathieu is wearing a suit and tie in his meetings with teams and he is adamant he has been clean since October since he was picked up on marijuana charges. The coach told Bell if Mathieu failed as many as 10 drug tests that LSU didn’t do enough to help the player.
NFL clubs must determine if they have the structure in place to work with Mathieu, knowing that an investment in him will be a risk. How big of a risk is the question.
I love weed. I really do. Weed makes me less depressed. Weed has introduced me to so many cool people. Weed makes bad TV awesome TV. Weed helps me come up with cool ass ideas. All of that being said. If I had the opportunity to make millions and the only thing I had to do was not smoke weed… I’d probably end up failing 10 drug tests too. <==== I wasn't planning on typing that but as I hit this J and sipped my coffee, I realized that I'd be in the same boat as this mug. FIEND.
PS. I’d 100% take this nigga on the Jets. I’d also smoke mad mook with him after we smoke the Patriots.
PPS. Let’s not talk about the alcoholic culture that goes hand in hand with American Football. Let’s focus on weed instead. #legalizeit
Bought these tickets a year ago, putting the costs, the (lack of a) lineup, where I’d be staying and who I’d even be going with out of sight and mind. By noon tomorrow (California time) I’ll be poolside in Palm Springs putting my body through the beginning stages of five days of absolutely irreversible bodily harm and degeneracy.
“Disappointing” headliners have given way to the reality of the festival this year — a scrumptiously stacked undercard. When they released set times last night I immediately developed several ulcers knowing the conflicts I would run into at Conflictchella. Tame Imapala vs. Rodriguez? Two Door Cinema Club vs. Moby? Vampire Weekend vs. Pretty Lights? Modest Mouse vs. Local Natives? At first I attempted to untangle this web before promptly realizing it was futile and screaming “Fuck it! We’ll do it live!” Before the set times brought forth the inevitable crushing of my idealist festival going dreams, here’s a list of everyone I had planned to see.
But the nature of a festival meaning you’re never going to see all your acts won’t keep me from hyper-indulgence. Anything but. Now it’s relishing the psychedelia of Tame Impala. The tropical synth bombast of Phoenix and their new album “Bankrupt.” The falsetto fuckery of Passion Pit. The throbbing bass of TNGHT or Bassnectar. An infinite spectrum of sound coursing through my chemically imbalanced brain. I wish I could say I’d do enough fiend shit to sustain the entirety of the SMF crew, but that would require me dying in the desert and I seriously don’t feel like doing that this weekend. Perhaps another time.
Until next week when I’m sitting with a gun in my month at a desk that doesn’t face a window and typing a recap for the fiends that couldn’t make it, be safe everyone.
Maybe cause I’m high as shit off this Strawberry Cough, but tell me this shit isn’t straight out of a 90′s movie about 2013. WE ARE LIVING IN THE FUCKING FUTURE PEOPLE. Are you kidding me? Canada is borrowing financial models from an underground digital system that was started so fiends could buy drugs and shit online? Read more ›
“Meet the Entrepreneurs and Investors Firing Up a New Industry”
It’s 2013 and the cover of Fortune magazine has mook smoke on it. This is fucking amazing. You mighta been wondering where the fuck we’ve been for the last three months. To be completely honest, we’ve been mooking heavy and making shit. We started this blog because we wanted to share Bas’ music with the world. It also gave us an outlet to talk shit about anything we find interesting. It was also the best way to waste time at our #9to5. One day we were all mooked as shit and we started taking about how everyone fiends for something. EVERYONE. We just happen to admit it and not take ourselves too seriously.
We got the site redesigned. Bas finished Quarter Water Raised Me Vol. II. We filmed some visuals. We worked with an amazing artist named Amber, to create a visual representation for #QWRM2. We got some hoodies for you fiends that have been rocking with us since jump. Long story short… we been working. We wanna do this shit forever. Travel the world, make music and meet random fiends just like us.
We’re getting fucked up tonight cause we’re lucky enough to be happy and healthy. It feels good to be back.
Where do you even buy this shit? Why can’t we just be normal? Such a simple task and we always have to choose the most fiendest route. He says “it’s gonna save money in the long run”. He’s probably right but you still the fiend king for this one my dude.
Sparks was charged with trafficking marijuana within 1,000 feet of a school, a class D felony, because the undercover buy took place in a parking lot adjacent to an elementary school, Hall said.
The arrest was made by Olive Hill police and the FADE drug task force, a coalition of officers from five police departments.
Police began investigating Sparks after tips were submitted to FADE officers, Hall said.
“We had been looking into it for some time,” he said.
Police had not yet measured the quantity of pot allegedly sold by the mayor Wednesday night.
Olive Hill, the hometown of country singer Tom T. Hall, is about 80 miles east of Lexington off Interstate 64. It is about 20 miles east of Morehead.
Sparks has been mayor since before Hall took office in 2003, Hall said.
Every single person arrested and jailed for any Marijuana crime during Danny Sparks’ tenure as Mayor should be freed immediately.
PS. You know that at one point in time, Danny Sparks hoped he would be a rapper named Danny Sparks. He has tried to freestyle rap before. You know this. His name is Danny Sparks and he was a mayor who was selling weed.