It is indeed a luxuriant lifestyle when my biggest purchase in yonks occurred today -- and consisted only of hundreds of dollars of cacti. A slow shopper, I mulled over the nursery choices for my new backyard designs and made my choices based upon symbolism -- trichocereus scopulicolis -- a s p i n e l e s s cactus with large night-blooming flowers, beautiful and defenseless.
"They put a needle once in my spine, it took them so long to find it" -- Stina Nordenstam, Get On With Your Life
Transacting my purchase, a rather curious employee regaled me with stories of his rowdy days and his mates who also adored this cactus, but for its chemical components. Sure enough, some dodgy internet resources confirm some psychotropic effect from the alkalides found in this cactus.
"Bloody your hands on a cactus tree, wipe it on your dress and send it to me" -- Pixies, Cactus
While my experimental days have long expired, it is fascinating to know it's there... like a long-stale joint hidden once and nearly forgotten. And to think that today's purchase could in some way be viewed as a drug deal.
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