When you buy 5 gallons of vegetable oil and a cooler, people begin to ask questions. Normally these can be discouraged by strings of excess bullshit. Like the conversation with the checkstand lady when she raised an eyebrow at the stack of oil on the conveyer belt.
Me: "I've got a project."
Her: "Should I even ask?"
Me: "Well, there's a certain chemical situation involved in the electrolitical conversion of specific oils that can be exploited to provide a net excess of free radical ions."
At that point the average person's brain shuts down and you can go about your merry business.
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