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How to Vape for Under $25

squareglass702@msn.com (Zavier McFall-Maycock) — Wed, 24 Jun 2009 04:47:00 +0000

This blog will teach you how to vaporize your tobacco for about $20. The next parts will teach you the needed tools, techniques, and warnings. Make sure you watch the video at the end. Expect to visit your local home improvement store and your local smoke shop (head shop) unless you already have a nice piece. All that's require after that is an electrical outlet. Note to college kids, don't smoke in your dorms.

Supplies:
Pick 'em up at your local Home Depot and Smoke Shop.

1) A heat gun
I bought mine at my Local Home Depot for $21.69 with tax. The brand is Wagner.
2)A water pipe

Type doesn't matter (but glass on glass is better). I prefer my ash catcher because it is defused and the top of the bowl will get up to 500 degrees and I don't want to touch it. With an ash catcher you can remove the bowl from the bottom. If you do not have an ash catcher than the regular bowl that you use will do fine, just make sure you have a towel or a pot holder (or glove also works) so you don't burn yourself.

How to:
DIY Instructions
1) Let the heat gun warm up for a bit. If your heat gun has a low setting use this. Use the high setting for kief.
2) turn the heating gun off. While the heating gun if still off, place the heating gun on top of the bowl. Beginning sucking out of the water pipe and quickly turn it on the low setting.
Note: If you turn on the heat gun before placing it on the bowl you will blow out product. Once you have turned it on, and no product has blow out you will notice you might be able to take the heat gun off of the bowl a little bit (not much though).

ALSO!!!: This isn't really good for bowls. It's great for snappers or personal hits. I'm the only one of my friends who currently smokes this way so when the buddies come over to use the gun (which they do) we grind a bit of tobacco and then we give out rounds of personal hits. The ony problem with this is you gotta make sure people don't get burned and that they don't hit the product too slow. You also want to make sure you don't roast the product you don't want to burn (NO COMBUSTION) the product. After your hit is done it should look brown like schwag, or maybe if you were a little overzealous its a little black on the top. IF you do burn it you will suffer the consequence of the nastiest tasting hit ever. If you just vape it you will taste the sweetest taste ever.

This is a picture of someone hitting a waterpipe with a heat gun.

I think you're read to vape for under $30

Instruction in video form

For those of you who are more visual learners

So my birthday has passed

squareglass702@msn.com (Zavier McFall-Maycock) — Sun, 14 Jun 2009 06:47:00 +0000

and i've been like drunk for two days basically and high. i've found a new nifty way to make money through clickbank so that's good. and i love me greensmoke cigarette it really help me quit smoking. two greatest things in life that are legal.

Click Here!
green smoke link on the side.
can't smoke? but like money click one of the other side links.
anyways i'm hungrier than a mofo

WTFBBQ 150 FT HIGH RESTAURANT

squareglass702@msn.com (Zavier McFall-Maycock) — Mon, 01 Jun 2009 20:17:00 +0000

Yeah I don't get it either. I'm just sitting here watching E3, I'm hating on XBOX360, not XBOX live, but seriously your graphics aren't as good so suck it.

squareglass702@msn.com (Zavier McFall-Maycock) — Mon, 01 Jun 2009 07:34:00 +0000

Free website - Wix.com
This is a preview of my new website of wix.com
the complete link is the first link on my Random Clix app on the side of my blog page check it out the about me page has a dancing obama. You can click around on it, here on the website, but it is small and I don't think you'll be able to read anything so just click the link on the side of my page if your interested in seeing the bigger version.

Green Smoke

squareglass702@msn.com (Zavier McFall-Maycock) — Sat, 30 May 2009 06:13:00 +0000

Better cigarette, no smoke, no carcinogens, no tar, just read the website, if you are truly interested ask me and I can get a coupon code for 5-10% off your purchase. This shit is great, and you can smoke it anywhere. Click the banner man

I'm bored

squareglass702@msn.com (Zavier McFall-Maycock) — Fri, 17 Apr 2009 18:41:00 +0000

I'm pretty bored today I don't really know what to do it's Friday and I feel like i have checked out on school for real.
UGH
the university life.

anyways here's another interesting site to help you get out of your economic crunch

I'm fucking mad at Republicans, I don't hate hate them, BUT seriously I put up with fucking 8 years of Bush and didn't stage a fucking "tea party" once, but fucking Republicans can't even stand like 4 months of Obama that shit is whack. 8 fucking years of your idiot fucking president and you can't even stand 4 lousy months of Obama. Oh go and fucking cry that you got taxed BUT seriously the people who are griping are the only ones who can afford to fucking get taxed like that. So i hope they had fun yesterday tea bagging each other like the fucking homos they are.

Join MechQuest

squareglass702@msn.com (Zavier McFall-Maycock) — Fri, 17 Apr 2009 04:46:00 +0000

Mech Quest
I actually like this site it takes a bit to progress and I do have the one time fee paid membership but I'm a nerd and I really liked the game a lot.

Basically you have mech gear and you fight other robots or mechgear and you level up and go on quests and get better gear and what not.

Idk it's addictive

squareglass702@msn.com (Zavier McFall-Maycock) — Thu, 16 Apr 2009 21:57:00 +0000

This is the type of weed my wonderful dealer just gave me. Its called afghan goo and after a day of not really being able to smoke I am happy about this godsend.

The high is great, it just straight up kicks in after a hit with our Delta 9 bong with a beaker bottom and an ashcatcher with a diffused downstem
it sort of looks like this but it definitely has a beaker or Erlenmeyer flask bottom which helps you clear the smoke faster.

Fucking A

squareglass702@msn.com (Zavier McFall-Maycock) — Wed, 15 Apr 2009 23:32:00 +0000

I can't wait until tomorrow today is just too tragic :/
hardly any weed
hardly any sunlight to solar puff.

1Percent.com

squareglass702@msn.com (Zavier McFall-Maycock) — Tue, 14 Apr 2009 21:47:00 +0000

I love this site, it has fucking good smoking products including a portable vaporizer (which i want and have been gaining points for)

If you would like to earn Toke points towards your favorite smoking devices instead of shelling out 700 dollars or so on a nice vape join 1percent.com

even if you don't please join under my link so i can get some points to get my smoking devices

but if you do want to start a toke point venture with 1percent.com tell me and I'll tell you how to promote site links better so that you can actually receive points.

SURVEYS

squareglass702@msn.com (Zavier McFall-Maycock) — Tue, 14 Apr 2009 02:58:00 +0000

I love doing paid surveys, to the side of my page (its called "Clicks" there are some links to some money making sites online if you just need some spare cash

Don't thank me
thank the internet
okay THANK ME
jk

So it's Easter Sunday

squareglass702@msn.com (Zavier McFall-Maycock) — Mon, 13 Apr 2009 06:01:00 +0000

And no I didn't get drunk, but I blazed. This kitty is fucking cute so don't even hate.
I realized today that Easter is a big misconception but we get suckered into it with chocolate and candy and I don't even fucking mind, except because I'm in college now I had to buy my own candy :[. So right now my boyfriend is playing a demo of a WWE Legends game. LOLZ. oh well i made him download it because it made me laugh a little. NESSA read my blog and comment me on myspace, and turn your blog into a pregnancy blog lol.

I love Google

squareglass702@msn.com (Zavier McFall-Maycock) — Sat, 11 Apr 2009 01:06:00 +0000

i love google. it returns way better search results than does yahoo.

ugh i've been wanting to get an apartment but the unemployment rate is high and i'm not paris hilton.

oh well
fuck it
i wanna cat
fuck dogs
random rant
random rant
i'm getting lazy i think
KEEPING IT REAL AT MOLOTOVZAV.BLOGSPOT.COM
leave me a comment with something to talk about please.

Vacation

squareglass702@msn.com (Zavier McFall-Maycock) — Thu, 09 Apr 2009 04:42:00 +0000

So I haven't been blogging story of my life. I just revamped my blog and I'm going to try to at least blog once a week but this semester I've had the task of having to
-raise my gpa for next semester
-get a job so i can get an apartment (filled and turned in two apps this week!)
-find an apartment/house to live in next year
-and still manage to go to school and do homework.

LE SIGH
its been kind of hard but oh well.
Hopefully after this summer job situation is figured out then the rest will just fall into place.

A little bit of aura cleansing

squareglass702@msn.com (Zavier McFall-Maycock) — Thu, 09 Apr 2009 04:39:00 +0000

Color Vibration

A great place to buy spiritual products and stuff.

To the Ladies

squareglass702@msn.com (Zavier McFall-Maycock) — Sat, 11 Oct 2008 20:22:00 +0000

Okay not really to the ladies but I've taken a little bit of a vacation from blogging as you can see because of college being so "dang" hard. But anyways, I'm back now and will continue to blog. And to the anonymous comment, I don't have cankles. I weight 128 pounds. If I did have cankles, I bet they'd be fucking hot.

EVEN MORE ART!!!

squareglass702@msn.com (Zavier McFall-Maycock) — Thu, 09 Oct 2008 19:59:00 +0000

All of the Following graphics were created by Zavier McFall-Maycock in 2008.

MORE ART!

squareglass702@msn.com (Zavier McFall-Maycock) — Thu, 09 Oct 2008 18:59:00 +0000

(Created by Zavier McFall-Maycock, Named "Waves of Apathy")

This image is so appealing to me I'm so happy about it. I'm going to go create some more right now I'll post them later.

squareglass702@msn.com (Zavier McFall-Maycock) — Thu, 09 Oct 2008 18:15:00 +0000

[Trippy shit made by Zavier McFall-Maycock (don't hate). Its called "The Goddess".

I'm going to asphyxiate right now on my stirfry from the DC. LE SUCCE. I need to write a gossip blog.

I'm listening to the String Quartet Tribute to Rush's YYZ
I'm a BAMF Rush is hellahardcorelegit

Heart Part II

squareglass702@msn.com (Zavier McFall-Maycock) — Thu, 09 Oct 2008 17:53:00 +0000

Sometimes I wonder if I'm just cynical. I've realized lately that I've become lazy when it comes to finding the intertwined human experience. Its something I want, but its also something that I don't want to work to hard for. I've already realized some of my character flaws i.e. depression, cynicism, a lack of a jealous nature, and a lack of possessive ambition. People like to be possessed and to possess but this is something I have never attached to human beings. An example would be, your boyfriend cheats on you. I would be angry, because of the action of cheating. But the pain that comes from the jealousy of another woman, that is non existent within me.

I think life would be a lot easier if I was a psychopath or at least a sociopath, so that I could feel no emotions and in turn not love. I love myself, but at the same time I am not conceited enough to actually be a sociopath. I've felt incredibly drained lately, from my back pain (hurt my tailbone twice in my lifetime and it fucking hurts). This drainage has led to the depression. Around two weeks ago, I believed my life was great, and now like the pre-two week time period, I believe my life is a bottomless pit.

I honestly think I'm going to be one of those women married to their career, which sucks because I want a husband and kids someday. This means I will have to drastically change my outlook on life and I just don't think I'll ever do it. I don't even consider myself a good person right now. I've forsaken myself, and the Goddess will be angry due to this. I have not forsaken her, but by forsaking myself I sort of have. For I am the goddess, like we all are (or whatever God you believe in if not one at all, I can't judge)

I guess I just really need to get stoned, then I'll be a bit happier outside. Too bad its devastatingly cold outside and its only 11:02 AM. I have class at 1:00 PM I really don't want to go, but I'll feel like a lazy ass bum if I don't go. I gotta write a paper or two also. This just adds to the depression.

I'm not trying to find love or a relationship, I'm just trying to find a genuine human intertwined experience. Being that I am a female, I don't even care about sex. I need to click intellectually with people and this is exactly what I want. I don't need the adoration or the attention. I just want a fulfilling conversation. I'm deeply suffering from a bad case of self perception. But I wonder if it really is bad self perception. Am I not the one who does not judge people based on their outsides because life is too short? Am I not the one who knows myself the best? I truly know how ugly I am on the inside and for this I'd say I'm allowed to have the self perception that I do. For the only people who think this perception is warped are people who are on the outside looking in. I'm the only real insider to Zavier, I am my own judge. I am my own jury. The only thing is I have no defense. No real need to defend myself to anyone.

This lack of emotion has got to end, or otherwise it has to stay. Either way, I don't like the Topsy turvy nature of my emotions at the moment.

Heart

squareglass702@msn.com (Zavier McFall-Maycock) — Sat, 04 Oct 2008 22:34:00 +0000

There was a time when many of the humans on earth were born with their hearts upon their chests rather than inside. Only some amongst them were born with their hearts beating inside their chests and they were looked down upon as inferior.

The truest love story was happening inside of these people for they felt that it was there one true goal in life to spread love. When diseases died out, greed set in. The greed was a disease. It swept across every nation and wiped out many of the inhabitants of earth.

The heartbeats heard inside the chest seemed more hallow but with every beat there was a genuine sense that world was held by our mother dearly. When humanity sank, those with their unpolluted hearts stepped into the world and created a new race of humans whose emotions had to be shown through verbal communication. For the first time in thousands of years, this humananoid creatures could actually be called humans.

LSD

squareglass702@msn.com (Zavier McFall-Maycock) — Sat, 04 Oct 2008 22:26:00 +0000

Sometimes I'm at an obvious crossroads in life. I haven't been blogging lately I know, but in all reality I've been struggling. Internally struggling. I love this place, I love this planet. I'm starting to figure out who I am dependently from the human race. But at the same time I'm being taught that we are all the same. That we do the same things and have the same patterns. I just honestly don't know what to think about it.

But as I start to think independently of myself I realize that there's something very dependent lurking in my peripherals. It scares me, but absolutely thrills me. It slows me and speeds me up at the same time. And like anything else that makes me feel good I want to abuse it like a drug.

Back in Reno

squareglass702@msn.com (Zavier McFall-Maycock) — Mon, 01 Sep 2008 22:50:00 +0000

So I spent the weekend in Fairfield, California. I'm back in Reno and I'm glad. I'm happy to be in my dorm room. This freaking town. It's freezing outside today. Its about 72 degrees outside and it's fucking cold actually. They say the wind is non existent a whole 0mph, BUT THEY FUCKING LIE. When the wind picks up it's even more fucking freezing. I'm just sitting here listening to Say Anything. The song in particular is Belt. Love it. I don't think "love it" is a whole sentence but fuck you.

Have you ever google'd yourself? Not that anyone is googling "Molotov Zav" but if you do this blog comes up, and then a comment I left on Molotov Solutions iLike on facebook. How awesome. I need to do something but I'm not sure what my friends are doing at this current moment. Well I do, we're all procrastinating LOL.

Mysterious Things Happen Backstage

squareglass702@msn.com (Zavier McFall-Maycock) — Mon, 25 Aug 2008 20:11:00 +0000

I should be given an award.
The highest that any actress can receive.
I hide behind this toughness.
But inside I am soft.

Cancel the Oscars, I'm the star.
All you need is me.
Golden Statue in my hand.
While spinach is stuck between my teeth.

Hidden amongst the Hollywood Stars lies a single plaque.
"Died too young, died in the attack"
The attack of the youth, propagated by the media.
Kill me quickly, just a little speedier.

Who are you to tell me how I feel?
Who are you to remind me of my regrets?
Oh I forgot you are there to remind me of my faults.
To come to me at my every beck and call.

Sin of the flesh.
Sins feel so good.
I wish I could eat it.
Don't you wish you could.

The most delectable meal, that you have ever tasted.
The girl most like you, that you feel you wasted.
I'm sorry it couldn't of been.
And it is all my sorrow.
I always thought for you and me there would be a tomorrow.
But now I realize I'm foolish and that you'll never let go.
Of something that has happened so many months ago.
It was just a phase, as people like to say.
It was just a creation, a musical, a play.
And I am the only one who is on stage, you exited a while ago.
No one throws me flowers after the performance is done.
They felt it all too real.
The pain masked underneath my eyes in the form of purple bags.
I don't think you hurt at all.
And I never wish you do.

Random Wrote

squareglass702@msn.com (Zavier McFall-Maycock) — Mon, 25 Aug 2008 20:00:00 +0000

The spoken word, it is a cause, promoting me, lifting me higher than the average normal mortal.
Here I am wandering through lie wondering when my coil will cease to be a circular.
There you are, you know exactly where you want to walk. You walk with distinction, a martyr for that cause of cool.
You try so hard, baby, but not hard enough for the rest of this year is just gonna be too tough.
The summer was easy, the winter will be hard. Barren mother nature, white like a cala lily.
She stretches across the land, and there you sit in the middle of her womb, wondering why the same place you were born will also be your tomb.
I can't stand to think that way. Your death will truly awaken me. Shake me, violently like the wildest earth quake. But you aren't dead are you? You're still alive, I feel the pulse.
Deep inside of me a girl has changed into the woman she was supposed to be. What kind of woman stands there and lets herself feel so alone.
Alone though is my solitude and alone is where I stay.
Smoke a couple cigarettes get some time out of the way.
It hurts sometimes, that I'm not able to be what I truly wish to be.
But I'll be fine as long as you are there with me.
Oh glorious summer day, how I long for your sun rays. Bathe me Apollo, bathe me in your beauty. In your hellenistic style of indulgence.
I love the way you speak, like words are your weapon, they're mine too, let's battle.
Who would win in a battle of lovers like a civil war stuck in a third world country.
If this is a first world, and they are the third, then who is the second, and why can't we all be called by one word. One name, one people. We could never be that way.
Too nationalist, too secularist, too passive, aggressive.
Never the right amount, and never impressive.
But when you speak to me, I forget about the woes, I endanger myself, expose myself to love, the most dangerous of emotions. They kind you wouldn't be able to feel if you weren't willing. I'm willing, vile feeling, come into me, hurt me, thrash me, abuse me.
I tend not to care, what happens to my physical form, but you are there in my emotional zone. Telling me things I've always wanted to hear. When I awaken, it was just a dream, a hallucination. Lord knows I've had those.
But god has nothing to do with it does it. Nothing at all. He just sits and waits till we actually need his help. We got ourselves in this mess.
Oh lucky animals of the world, with no need for love. A cruel creation was this human mind capable of doing whatever I think.
I sit, I sit, I stand, I sit, I sink.
For getting up is hard when you have nothing to aspire too.
My main motivation, it was you.
But now I feel, I'm overwhelmed, unable to handle the feelings that delve too deep into my heart to actually find consolation.
Stuck in between regret and improvisation.