The quest continues. Yes, I am wearing my hemp pants as I type, but my hunger for answers has not been satisfied. Why are nice, hemp pants (other than meditation pants for the mamby-pamby metro-sexual type) so hard to find? Is it possible that they don’t exist, or exist only like world peace and low fat cream?
Well, I have unearthed a hidden realm where hemp clothing abounds. Well, it is more of an unincorporated settlement than a realm, and by “abounds” I mean exists. But that is good news!