Non-political post ahead...
Yesterday, while going thru checkout at my local Fry's, I was asked for ID to verify that I was old enough to purchase an item that I had selected.
Was it cold medicine with pseudoephedrine? Nope, I don't have a cold or the flu (and apparently, I'm one of the few in Arizona who can say that. :) )
Was it cigarettes? Nope, I don't smoke.
Was it booze? Nope, I *do* drink, but do so very infrequently.
No, it wasn't any of those obvious choices.
So what was the item that so threatens the health and welfare of Arizona's children that I had to prove I was of age before the vigilant store management at the local Fry's supermarket would allow me to purchase it?
A freakin' Three Stooges DVD!!
I'm glad they were only concerned with chronological age, because if I had to prove sufficient emotional maturity if would have been more difficult, given that I was purchasing a freakin' Three Stooges DVD!!