Out of Plumb

Well the ore car is in place and we are taking bets on how long it will be there before some high school kid wraps a chain around it some night. Makes a nice little rock pile to put all of the rock related junk I haul home. Speaking of that our neighbor, a professor for the Butte School of Mines noticed a rock I had out in preparation for artistic ornamentation. It is a neat gray rock shot through with vibrant blue crystals that seem to grow out of old fractures. Picking up a chunk he casually asked if he could “borrow” it. I immediately thought that I had discovered some long overlooked deposit of Blue Spazonite. (I decided to name it after myself) While I wracked my brain to remember the location from where I acquired the Spazonite, I casually asked what his interest in what I now thought of as ‘my’ discovery. With a wry smile he mentioned that he would like to do some tests on it. Curious now, and suspicious he might have eyes on my Spaz mother load; I inquired what the end results of such testing might discover. “Oh weather or not you have to get the EPA in here to truck all the topsoil on this block to a hazardous disposal site”. Well isn’t that just swell. Looks like you can add my ore car to the list of things you shouldn’t lick.