Check out the below review for Super Silver Sour Diesel Haze. It’s a sativa-dominant hybrid that helps stimulate your appetite and provides an uplifting high. Have you tried Super Silver Sour Diesel Haze? Let us know about it in the comments.
Super Silver Sour Diesel Haze
By the numbers: $10-12/gram medical or $25/gram recreational at Denver Kush Club, 2615 Welton St., Denver
This week really seemed to be a series of tests. The things I had to do and a temperamental toddler had me teetering on the edge of sanity. I needed time to myself, time to think. I had picked up some Super Silver Sour Diesel Haze and thought I’d try putting it to work.
This strain is a sativa-dominant hybrid. It was darker on the outside and covered with red hairs but became lighter in color as I peeled away the layers to the center of the trichome-covered bud.
My intent when going into the Denver Kush Club was to have a recreational shopping experience and to walk out with some kind of Haze. It was closer to the end of the day and my options were limited, but I did find what I was looking for in an eighth of Super Silver Sour Diesel Haze. Phew.
I’d smoked it a little early in the week and taped myself for notes. Have you watched yourself in anything but a 7-second Vine video lately? It’s weird hearing and watching yourself talk.
In my video notes I was smoking out of a chillum and said that there was no obvious taste. The smoke wasn’t severe and I didn’t cough at all. It was a pleasant and mild high that cured me of my aches and pains and provided a great appetite stimulant. Overall, my video notes from the beginning of the week seemed positive.
And doesn’t life have a way of just bringing you down sometimes? After that video came the week from hell. Maybe it’s more P.C. to say, “I had a taxing week as a parent.” Regardless, I love my little guy, but he has been working on some dirty diapers that I couldn’t have imagined in my darkest nightmares. He’s been ruining pajamas, wrecking sheets and requiring daily morning baths. In addition, I’ve been stressing out about buying a new couch, trying to make the TV less of a focus in our living room and seeking a way to get some consistent “me” time. Lots on my plate.
My brain hurt and my back hurt. I needed to smoke and I needed to do yoga. Both are relaxing for me in different ways, and combined they can produce some pretty interesting revelations. I totally get why Rastafarians use marijuana as a part of their spirituality. And while most yoga professionals will say “no way” to it, there are definitely yogis who use marijuana to aid their practice. Check out a documentary called “Hippie Masala.” Good stuff.
OK, so back to the weed. Because I’d smoked it a little earlier in the week I knew it wasn’t an intense version of the strain. I rolled a small joint (in like 30 seconds — still working on my time for the Denver County Fair contest) and lit it while watching an episode of “Couples Therapy.” I love you, Dr. Jenn!
The joint was smooth, if I do say so myself. Again, there was no coughing and no overt taste — other than smoke. I’ve read it can taste spicy and peppery, or light and floral. Those seemed to be competing descriptions. I had no problem with the taste I was getting, so I continued on.
I had a sip or two of coffee and watched the show. I’m a TV watcher, what can I say. A pivotal moment was about to occur — but I hit pause. My joint was done and while I enjoy the boob tube, the point of my sesh was to do yoga. I grabbed my mat and headed to the living room.
The high is definitely an enlightening one. As I slowly progressed through my sun salutation I let my mind wander and wonder a bit. I noticed I was counting the things I had to be thankful for. I found myself praising all the good eggs I had in my basket instead of lingering on the rotten ones. Which is a feat, let me tell you.
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I even had a brilliant notion regarding my career choices going forward and what I might like to try. New ventures would require a lot of me but it would also mean I could have a day job when my son starts preschool. By the end of my salutation to the sun I was flowing easily and quickly from one pose to the next with a smile on my face. There is nothing like a little clarity.
I experienced no paranoia and it aided my appetite again. I enjoyed an optimistic experience that was mildly intoxicating for an hour before the mental part of the high wore off and it became only a body relief aid. SSSDH is one you can definitely go out in public on, and I recommend you do so.