So, all this talk of gardening and treated lumber has reminded me of a story. I once met some old buddies for a weekend of debauchery and race watchin at a campsite near Concord NC, about a stones throw from the legendary Charlotte Motor Speedway, where we were licensed to watch those great athletes practice their craft throughout the entire October weekend. Well, right next to us, a shitty red pickup pulled up, with a bed loaded with wood. We made quick friends with these 2 rednecks who came from somewhere near gatlinburg tennessee. So, we get hammered and party with these dudes all weekend. One of them was the only cotton eye I've ever met. Used to be a carny, and had the scars to prove it. Cussed like a sailor, but his companion couldn't stand the cuss words and was real religious. Strange combo, those 2. Anywho, short story long, we burn the wood from their truck all weekend long to keep warm. On the last day, right before we all head into the UAW/GM 500, a couple of NC state troopers appear out of nowhere and demand we put the fire out and say that they are confiscating all the wood from the red pickup truck. We scatter, but it turns out that the fuzz didn't want to arrest anyone. They said we were burning treated lumber and the fumes were extremely poisonous. I don't see how that could be since we sat there all weekend with no noticeable ill effects, but they said it was bad news. I think Jeff Gordon won that one. After the race we made a big fire with the wood they didnt confiscate. Good times.
