On February 9th, 1989 a woman gave birth to a little boy in Long Beach, California. He, like millions of other children of his generation, not to mention the generations before and the generations to follow, would be raised on the magic of Disney through theme parks, television, and of course, film.
Fast Forward to 2013; The boy is now twenty four going on twenty five; gay, ambitious but frightened, a full time student, a Donald Duck tattoo on his left arm(one of several tattoos that is), and in such a deep, dark, and serious depression with no Prince Charming to come along and save him. Enter a copy of Sleeping Beauty on DVD, and a rolled up joint of medical marijuana.
Jump back to the years 1989 through 1994; A golden revolution for Disney films that saw the likes of The Little Mermaid, Beauty and the Beast, Aladdin, and The Lion King. One right after another. Producing for the little boy in question, themed Birthday parties, t-shirts, toys, and several trips to Disneyland. This was also the golden age for Disney VHS, a time in which every Disney film was being released under the, "Classic," title. Christmases and Birthdays saw gifts in the form of Peter Pan, Pinocchio, Little Mermaid, Beauty and the Beast, Alice in Wonderland, 101 Dalmatians, and Snow White and the Seven Dwarfs, all on grainy VHS film strips tied together within a clunky black rectangle. All generations of Disney were represented in this collection, and from then on the boy's induction into the worldwide community of Mouseketters was forever in place.
Fast Forward again to 2014; Hard times thrived on for the boy who was now a man, as they do for so many Mouseketeer's who have grown up and are fighting for survival in their twenties. Yet he was fortunate enough to have friends, and an escape system built on imagination, inspiration, and, very occasionally mind you, a little help from mother nature's love plant known as, marijuana. These three magical ingredients gave way to a trail of exquisite rediscovery for these beloved Disney films the boy had grown up with, now seen through the eyes of a pot glazed imagination. It was then that he decided to share his experiences with the world. Those who have been fans of Disney their whole lives, but had left Neverland and have long since grown up.
Present Blog Post: This young man, if you haven't guessed by now, is me. I've created this blog to share my stories with other Disney film enthusiasts as well as those who are 420 friendly. This blog brings the two together, and recounts my experiences in watching every feature from the Disney animation canon under the influence of marijuana.
At this point I've only watched about fifteen of the animated classics, which means I still have over thirty more to go. I've collected notes from my experiences thus far, and will be publishing them, along with new experiences for the Disney films I have yet to watch stoned as we go along. Now, we all know that there are some serious clunkers in the Disney canon, that quite frankly some of us, myself included, never want to watch again. However if this blog gains enough followers, I vow to watch every single Disney animated film ever made. The packaged films, the 2000's dark age films, etc.
DISCLAIMER: This blog is 420 friendly. That means as administrator of this blog, I support the responsible use of marijuana as an adult, and for other consenting adults who also smoke responsibly. This blog does NOT support the use of any other drug, legal or ESPECIALLY illegal. This blog will be flagged as an 18+ blog. If you are under the age of eighteen, get out and enjoy your childhood while you've still got it!!!! Stay in school, don't do drugs. This blog is for the adults who are children at heart, and have suffered the great long Disney ride wait line known as life.
In conclusion, this blog is for those of us who no matter how much we've aged, we still carry the love for Disney films within our hearts. This blog will illustrate my experiences of rediscovering these films as an adult, and finding that no matter how many times I've seen them, that through smoking I can look deeper and find that magic in them that makes them so special. And in turn realize how and why we all came to love them in the first place.
And now let us sit back, light up a joint, cue the Cinderella castle Walt Disney whistle opening, and see what happens when you wish upon a bud....
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