Cripples Painting Pictures

I’d love to say that every painting and drawing that I’ve ever done has some sort of deeper meaning to it… but to be honest… I couldn’t give a shit about the deeper meaning of the art that I do. When I sit down to make a painting the only thing that goes through my mind is ‘what kind of music do I want to listen to?’, ‘how do magnets work?’, or ‘I wish I was eating a burrito right now.’ Don’t get me wrong, art makes me feel amazing about myself and my abilities, and it’s a fantastic way to get in touch with myself and blah blah… but I’m really just in it because I want to make shit that looks cool.

During my broken leg down time I sat down a few times and brought out ye ‘ol paints and made some stuff. These paintings are the product of perks, some random weed my boyfriend brought me, teen angst, and a lack of sleep…

When I started this painting I wanted it to be a burst of colour with a creepy as fuck tree lurking in the background…. but then the tree started looking like one of those trees on Winnie The Pooh… and all of a sudden the painting took a grey sort of turn. So BOOM, perky tree painting.


Stay High,



I’m just throwing together a post right now to fill up the space… I guarantee you that the posts will get better over time… we just need to get into the groove of things. 🙂

Over the christmas break my mom bought me acrylic and water colour paints, and a bunch of canvas. I’ve dabbled in painting a couple of times before… but I haven’t really spanned beyond painting my own shoe or a bowl of wax fruit. So, this is the first painting I’ve ever done that wasn’t a huge pile of shit. It’s yet to be named, and probably never will be. I THINK that these are raspberries? But who knows… while painting this I was hugely ripped and watching Stand By Me on Netflix :p


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Dearest Readers ….

We were debating how much depth we want the blog to have. Should we let shit get serious? Or keep it light and fluffy? We are all for light and fluffy but while we were mulling it over we got an angry email from a reader. It essentially said “have fun being fucking looser ‘Stoners’ for the rest of your lives”. We will take that as a compliment and it helped us make our decision.

Stoner Apology Side Note: (Also for the record what I said on here to make the sender write the angry email is something I will apologize for. I joke about everything, it wasn’t personal at all. What you think was said to me by a certain person – was not. Really.)

So, we are going to add a little more depth to the blog. Don’t get us wrong though, we are going to perpetuate ‘Stoner’ stereotypes like there is no tomorrow. Both in the blog and inside our local convenience stores. You know why? Because we see being a ‘Stoner’ as a positive, not a negative. We are chilled out, down to earth girls who don’t take anything too seriously. Including ourselves. (Not to say that we can’t act like crazy bitches sometimes. Lez-be-honest, everyone can. Even dudes.)

Toke it easy Readers,

Onya Ganja

Purple Power Plant (One of my Grower’s Gals)

Footloose (2011)


Genre: Drama, Musical, Teen Drama

Awesome Level: About as awesome as PpL wHO WriTe LykE Dis…

Cheese Burger Rating: 2/10 (only because the main chick is sexy and I have a weird thing for Dennis Quaid)


I have NO idea what compelled me to watch this movie. Maybe it was the prescription drugs, or maybe it had something to do with the Say Yes To The Dress marathon I had just watched for three hours… either way, I have never regretted a decision more.

I clicked on this movie hoping to see tractor fights and kevin bacon look a likes… but that wasn’t the case AT ALL. The entire movie was basically just a bunch of people, with no acting experience, thrown into a field and told to flail their arms and legs around for a hour and a half. The only good part about this movie was the fact that everyone was beautiful, and enjoyable to look at, and that Dennis Quaid was in it… and if you ask me, those are HARDLY reasons for ANYONE to watch a movie.

So due to the fact that I was bound to the couch with my broken leg, I wasn’t able to smoke weed to watch this movie, maybe if I was able to smoke weed it wouldn’t have been such an epic pile of shit. I don’t suggest that anybody watch this movie unless you’re a 13 year old girl who still thinks that movie love stories make logical sense, and that watching people dance in a farmers field is interesting on any level. If you’re GOING to watch this movie and commit brain cell genocide.. I highly suggest that you get right fucked before hand so you don’t realize that you’ve subjected yourself to one of the worst remakes of an awesome movie EVER.

Stay High,



Dear Readers …

Dear Readers,

The Stoner Girls are super sorry that we haven’t been posting many reviews lately. Let’s face it… asking two stoners to commit to writing reviews consistently is a bit unrealistic. But, I promise that we’ll try to stop being so lazy and write more reviews soon.

Happy smoking everyone!

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