Wiz Khalifa played at the PNC Music Pavilion in Charlotte NC last night, which means our dressing room reeks of weed, catering reeks of weed, the stage reeks of weed, and the blinding, underpants-destroying humidity amplifies a medicinal remanence that puts I imagine Woodstock, and I know certainly the greater Denver Colorado area, to shame.

Pat Monahan, Train’s singer, not realizing Wiz Khalifa played the PNC Music Pavilion in Charlotte NC last night, ducks his head into our dressing room, nods approvingly, and not-so-subtly suggests that an innocent toke might be just the thing to alleviate the pressures befalling a multi-millionaire rockstar.

He’s disappointed to find out our camp’s PG-13 on a rowdy night and offers a playfully sardonic critique, but that’s only because I beat him at HORSE last night. Hey soul sister, maybe work on your midrange jumper.