This is seriously the 8th or 9th time either Ben or I have been accused of smoking the ganga or blazin the weed or whatever the parlance of our times would label this recreational activity. Seriously folks, though I have the attitude of a pothead and my associate does indeed look the part of heavy smoker, we don't some w33d. I have been high, residually, (Thank you older brothers and locked car doors) but that certainly isn't the case for Benjamin or me. Mainly, I blame it on general slothfulness as well as late bedtimes due to other far more prevalent and powerful addictions, caffeine and the internet. Work does play a role, but only when I really want to sleep.