I've already run out of fluid in my lighter.
I don't smoke. I haven't lit anything on fire yet with it, except for the food well wick things at the Class of 2004 hot dog sale.
Where has the lighter fluid gone, you ask?
It could possibly be that I like to strike the flint and watch it burn. I also like the smell. It reminds me of the stock of a rifle, and I'm not quite sure why. Perhaps it's because you rub the wood with an oil cloth. Maybe. Hmm. No clue if you even use an oil cloth for such a thing, or if I'm making up the term oil cloth, because I swear that's what they call the floor coverings from Revolutionary era houses. And Webster agrees with the Mt. Vernon definition, according to my handy dictionary, so I'm not sure at all about my smell associations.
I ought to just read a book or something.
Posted by Julie Young at December 3, 2003 11:59 PMThat isn't soo odd. I never use lighters because I like the smell of matches. If I light a candle, I have been known to blow it out just so I can light another match.
(Maybe I shouldn't have admitted this.)
Posted by: Brian at December 4, 2003 09:20 AMme=Pyrophobe. Need I say more?
Posted by: KarissaKilgore at December 4, 2003 10:21 AMNo need to like the flame; this Zippo has a lovely shiny case that is less dangerous and just as captivating. :P
Posted by: Julie at December 4, 2003 04:26 PM