True Story of the Day:
I grew up in a small, northern town in the 1970s/80s. The hippest store in town was a drugstore -- drugstores in that setting being kind of like general stores, selling food, posters, cosmetics, toys, cheap jewelery... everything a kid could want -- anyways, this particular drugstore, I kid you not, was called:
IIRC, the place was pretty psychedelic-looking, too... all giant purple-and-white checkerboard flooring, bright lights, and groovy fonts.
Can't imagine why hanging out on ePlaya and daydreaming about BM would make me suddenly think of Disco Drugs.
@Tinkermom: WOW!
If you want drama to stop following you everywhere, try letting go of the leash.