Confessions of a Radio DJ : I Swear I Didn’t Inhale
This morning, I read an article about the rapper Snoop Dogg allegedly getting high in a bathroom at the White House. It reminded me of an encounter I had with Snoop many years ago.
Back in 2000, I was working at a rock station in Fresno, California. Our studios were located in the same building with a hip hop station. One day, Snoop came in to promote his new album on their station. I saw Snoop in the hall and convinced him to come across the hall for an interview on our rock station.
When Snoop grabbed the microphone, the first question I asked him was, “Hey Snoop, how good is your weed?” He then proceeded to whip out a huge sack of green buds and laid what must have been at least an ounce on the studio console. I could smell it from across the room. It’s smelled like a dead skunk’s ass.
Snoop was funny, humble, down to earth and cool. After the interview, he invited me to join him on the bus. For the sake of entertainment, I threw myself on the company sword and joined him for a live on-air tour. I counted over 25 blunt roaches in the ashtray of the bus. Because, I was on the air, I declined his invitation to partake in the holy sacrament. Instead, I went back to the studio and finished up my shift. Meanwhile, the rest of our staff followed Snoop’s bus over to a nearby night club and partied.
It’s not every day you get the opportunity to smoke out with one of the biggest stoners in the world. I was in my mid-20’s at the time and would have gladly taken him up on the offer if I didn’t have a radio show to finish. I knew Snoop’s chronic was so good that I would have been a drooling idiot had I smoked out with him.
To this day, many of my friends still don’t believe I passed on the chance to spark a phat blunt with Snoop Dogg. But I swear it’s true. I did not inhale. That’s my story and I’m sticking to it.