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This is very odd. When I arrived home today, it was very hot (still 81 degrees at 5 p.m.), so I opened the upstairs windows on both sides of the house to air it out, cross-ventilation.

Then I grabbed a nice cold iced tea and settled down to read for a bit.


Sniff, sniff.

Yes, definitely grass being smoked by my neighbor (or his visitor) to the west. I closed that window and moved to the matching chair in the bedroom, on the east side of the house.



Drat. That neighbor was also toking and talking and probably sharing a joint with his girlfriend, who could be heard (and seen) giggling hysterically while staring at their pool.

Sigh. I closed that window, also.

Yes, it was definitely weed. Quite a different smell from tobacco, cigarettes, cigars, or a pipe. Any child of the hippy era will know the distinctive odor.

That's what I get for listening to the CD a friend sent me and that followed by the "Hair" soundtrack while doing payroll this afternoon. I've found an old set of headphones and I can really crank it up to my heart's content. [Que bella!] I probably woke up some 40-year-old ghosts.

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