Karl Klockars

"This...uh...smells funny. Yeah."

Sometimes, strange thoughts from the Universe leave the Ether and enter my head, uninvited.  I have no control over them, and they just Happen.  I was driving to dinner with the Girl last night, and I don’t have any idea what prompted this particular thought, but this particular thought was all about drugs.

Now, I don’t do no drugs.  Up with hope, down with dope.  Which is not to say that I didn’t manage to surround myself with a number of pot-smoking speed-metal fans who indulged in whatever pills and veterinary painkillers they could steal.  So I know my way through drugs and such.  I speak “user.”  I can talk my way through “stashes” and “kits” and “rigs.”  I’m conversant with the lingo of the kids these days.

Vocabulary aside, this thought from the Universe struck my brain, and I can’t get it out.  And that thought is:  What happened to huffing? (more…)