Even in weed-legal utopias like Washington and Oregon, the finances of the pot business are dicey. Because the drug remains federally outlawed, banks won't touch weed money, leaving business-owners without a safe place to keep cash. Others in this situation might invest their profit in art, or vintage cars, or real estate, but these are potheads we're talking about, so they're spending it on ridiculously expensive bongs shaped like Beaker and Big Bird.
Several times a week, someone logs onto Erowid and writes about getting high. They've just eaten some weed and experienced "extreme amplified worry," for instance, or downed an insane cocktail of hallucinogens and discovered that god loves fractals. It's probably the most comprehensive database of drug experiences out there, and right now, it could use some money.