Eye on Northampton, sort of:

This morning I had to stop by DairyMart to get some milk for our office's Socialist Milk Collective (though we get free coffee, tea, and non-dairy creamer, we don't get milk - so those who want milk take turns buying it for the group) and walking just ahead of me was local rockstar Thane, with a short androgynous person (a woman, I decided). Thane was ahead of me on line, with a 5-pound bag of sugar, which he paid for entirely in coins he had brought in a tupperware container. He waited while his companion bought two one-dollar scratch-off lottery tickets with a $20 bill. They left, and I bought my milk, and then the old guy behind me bought some lottery tickets by saying: "I'll have a two number, and a four number, and a seven number."

I love that crap.