Buy PCP at Coney Island? y/n

Monday, April 21, 2003 » general update

So I was on the bus again standing at the back door because I'm too lazy to sit down, and I noticed someone playing around with their PDA. This individual happened to be a Japanese woman, rather business-like in appearance, and relatively old compared to most of the college students on the bus, so the PDA sort of fit with the image. Aha, she's doing her finances, I thought as I peered nosily closer, noticing a small table filled with what appeared to be monetary data. Then the tiny screen changed and I could only make out the message, "Where to, dude?" and several New York locations before the woman selected an option and the message blinked away. Oh, so she's booking some kind of trip, I decided, somewhat taken back and amused by the application's congeniality. Then I managed to read a line of the new screen's dialogue: "Buy PCP?" The woman made a quick selection and then I was able to read that the table now on the screen listed a wide variety of types of drugs, PCP included, and their going rates. So, she was playing Drug Wars all along. Silly me.