I gag if I smell it now...I have to avoid the sections of the "natural food stores" where they have all the oils and candles etc....patchouli seems to just float over and grab me.....ick ick ick
And yet, yes, I am a work in progress from BITD hippiedom.
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one of my fav clint movies, stellar cast.
I like the part when the three of them are walking up to the last running Tiger tank to confront the nazi commander, Oddball unsnaps his holster and preps his gun to draw on the tank and cracks a sly little smile.
Brilliant!
She lives in Santa Cruz or Berkeley, has graying hair down her back, wears hemp home dyed clothing, uses small reading glasses to check for the prescence of GMO on food labels and makes sure she only buys things that are labeled "sustainable", makes her own granola and eats Scottish oatmeal. Just a thought...
Susan
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The word no longer really fits...
. Oh Locker I wish...it's my jeans that don't fit!
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You are soooo right, forgot the cats, rescue of course!
FYI - they also can be found all over Santa Barbara only our version also comes with a catatonic parakeet and six cats - the smell of which even patchouli can't help!
Let us know!