1) My mother called today to make sure that the construction guys put up plastic sheeting between the kitchen and the rest of the house. Mom fears things that magazines tell her to fear and recently she came across an article about how inhaling pulverized drywall can cause lung cancer, so she has made it very clear that I am not to breathe in my house for the duration of the remodel.
1a) Never mind that my mother has lived in California her whole life and has inhaled more than her fair share of polluted Cali air.
2) At the Ladycollege, they removed asbestos from my room while I was still living in it. I came back from spring break and the asbestos dudes had fucked with my shit. There was fine white powder everywhere. They couldn't wait two months until I had vacated that room. They had to do it then.
3) I also smoked clove cigarettes in college.
4) And again in grad school. Tasty!
5) Last time I had a clove cigarette was in London in 2004. That was not grad school.
6) I mostly do not freak my shit out when someone near me is smoking, nor do I leave an enclosed space when there is smoking.
7) Particulate matter is very scary.
Posted by Zerd at July 31, 2008 05:39 PMIf people gave a shit about risk, they'd never touch a car, a beer, or a cigarette, ever.
Drywall dust? Please. They cut 8 small holes in the ceiling when we weren't home. If I wet my pants over every 10E-12/yr risk event I'm exposed to, I'd die of dehydration. Or have horrible diaper rash.
Your mom needs to read more magazines about guys who survive encounters with grizzly bears. Bears are something to be afraid of.
Posted by: Bob at August 1, 2008 11:30 AM