The great weed drought of 2000 will go down in history of one of the saddest times Buffalo's West Side has ever seen. Before big elections all the big guys in local government and law enforcement start cracking down on drug activity in the area. This particular year they did a very good job 'cleaning up the streets' and we couldn't find weed anywhere for about a month. NO ONE COULD GET US WEED! We were desperate. I called people from work who I wasn't sure even smoked anymore-- to see if they could get me some. My 50-year-old-friend Beva's nephew sold weed. I stalked them both to no avail. They swore there was just no green to be found anywhere. We searched pockets of old jeans and winter coats and drawers and highschool back pacs and under the bed and all over the neighborhood but we still couldn't get our hands on any weed. Everyone got busted or had decided to lay low because they were just catching people left and right. (LUCKILY they don't enforce the laws like this all the time...) It was insane. We got really, really drunk instead but it just isnt the same.