I was driving home from the dentist thoroughly enjoying my clean teeth when I saw a high school kid driving a low rider. He looked like he was smoking (it will stunt your growth kid) and for some reason I wondered if the cigarette was a regular tobacco product or if he was smoking pot. Then I leapt to an incident that happened when I first started school. Some kids TP’d the neighborhood and my parents said I should keep my ears open on the school bus so I could find out who did it. My parents said “people like to brag” and that the truth would come out. My thought on that is if you don’t brag you may not get caught and then you can continue to do whatever you want. That’s what I thought about that kid in the car. Whatever he’s smoking he’s not supposed to be doing it but if he’s not bragging about it then he won’t get caught…ok, maybe he will when he walks into his house smelling like Philip Morris (oh, excuse me, Altria–what a stupid name).
I, apparently, don’t have enough to do.
We’re going to the Houndstooth tonight for dinner. They have outstanding BBQ.