Guest Blog Entry #6
Pinky writes:
Once upon a time, I used to go to downtown Raleigh (NC) a lot.
My freaky, parole-violator of a roommate had just skipped out of our lease, leaving me with no useful household goods. So, one day when I was in downtown Raleigh, I decided to stop in a Salvation Army-esque place to buy a used toaster. I went into the store, where I found the perfect thing – shiny chrome, four dollars.
So, I paid my money, I shook out any old crumbs on the sidewalk, I tipped my imaginary hat to the bums congregated outside the building, and took my new toaster home.
Do you think that the toaster and I had a nice long life full of toasting together? No. It shorted out that very night, leaving me four dollars poorer and toasterless. I went to Rose’s the next day and ponied up for a brand new cheap toaster. Somewhere along the line, that toaster disappeared. Or maybe I decided to go carbless and give it away. Because I don’t know where it is anymore. Now I have a Hello Kitty toaster, that leaves Kitty faces on the bread. That is the best possible toaster, ever. And it looks damn cute sitting on the counter.
Nosy Personal Question #4
hallie asks:
okay – if you have a personal favorite in the non-legal intoxicant category, what is it? and what would your ideal use situation be?
Well. Hmm. Non-legal? I have to admit that I’ve never tried any non-legal drugs. (Unless contact highs count.) Weird and prudish, huh? It just happened that way. I never really got around to it, and then, later, when I had the chance to try in a safe setting, I figured I might as well leave my record unbroken, you know?
But I can answer your second question by saying that, if I had to do an illegal drug, I’d do peyote in a cave with a bunch of Native Americans.
Wait — is peyote illegal? I don’t practice any Native American religions, so that means it is, right? Will the cops ask me my religion when they pull me over to write the ticket? What if I need to see visions for medical purposes? What if I’m only holding peyote paraphenalia for a friend?
See… this is why I don’t do drugs. Too many laws to remember.
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