Sunday, September 18, 2011

Cotton Grass

Stopped at the store to pick up groceries, super glue, and lacquer spray.  Watched the register as the clerk checked me out.  When she scanned in the super glue, a question popped up on the screen, "Is the customer OK?"  I wondered why the cash register cared but I said to the clerk, "I'm feeling just fine."  She smiled indulgently and said a person had to be over 18 to buy super glue. "Huffing?" I said and she nodded.  Phil used the lacquer to coat some woodwork in the garage.  From the lingering smell out there, they need to be careful of who can buy lacquer also.  Hope Indy and Orion don't get high though I'm not sure how I could tell.

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