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Go Alone: The Philosophy of Solo Dining and Teenage Weed Circles
from The Middle Of The End · #109
Audio-only archive episode — no video to seek.
3 minTim argues everyone should ditch their friends and go everywhere alone, riffs on roving packs of Bushwick bros, then drifts into nostalgic stories about smoking weed as a teenager in big groups versus small ones, and his friend's mom's Boone's Farm wine trick.
- 3:51Tim ate the best burger he's ever had at a Chicago restaurant — Dijonaise sauce, American cheese, thick-cut bacon, and an egg on a perfect bun.
- 4:42Going alone to do anything you want is essential; having to travel in huge groups is a red flag for a person.
- 5:06He sat at the bar alone and struck up a conversation with another solo diner, which was nice.
- 5:17Roving packs of eight to ten young white men in Brooklyn and Williamsburg are a new phenomenon that Tim never experienced at that age.
- 5:48At 13 or 14, Tim walked around in big groups, got weed, and realized everybody wanted to smoke it all at once.
- 6:15With eight people and one or two blunts in a cipher, each person only gets to smoke twice before it's gone.
- 6:29Tim's opposite problem when younger: too few people passing a bowl in a car on Long Island meant he was smoking way too much, too frequently.
- 6:47Tim used to go into a heart attack space from smoking and now can't smoke at all without getting a panic attack.