I broke my brain today, watching these. What in the world did we do before Al Gore invented the Interwebz?
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Adventures at Target
I had to make a Target run, and since I’m cat sitting and have to do that right after work, my usual shopping time slot was taken up. Instead, I went at 8pm. I am a morning shopper, not a nighttime one, so it was an interesting experience, because it was an entirely different sort of crowd.
First, there was a group of teenage boys milling about in the tampon aisle (guess what was at the top of my shopping list?). WTF? I kept checking back periodically–even if I’d wanted to wade through them to get to the Tampax, I couldn’t have because they were blocking the whole aisle–but 5, 10, 15, 20 minutes later, they were still there. Again, WTF?!
So I did my other shopping while I was waiting for the boys to move along. I kept crossing paths with a mother and young boy. In the ice cream aisle, she patiently explained to him that no, they couldn’t buy any treats, because she didn’t have enough money, but she would in TWO DAYS, so he’d have to wait until then. He put the box of ice cream sandwiches back and followed his mom into another aisle. I felt badly for them both. Being poor sucks.
I met up with them again in another part of the store, and he was asking over and over and over and over again, with the same intonation every time, “Mom can I get this? Mom can I get this? Mom can I get this? Mom can I get this? Mom can I get this? Mom can I get this? Mom can I get this? Mom can I get this? Mom can I get this? Mom can I get this? Mom can I get this? Mom can I get this? Mom can I get this? Mom can I get this? Mom can I get this? Mom can I get this? Mom can I get this? Mom can I get this? Mom can I get this? Mom can I get this? Mom can I get this?” Each time, he picked up something different. Mom totally ignored him. And you know what, sometimes ignoring your kid is the right thing to do. He wasn’t misbehaving in any way. He just wanted a something, which he couldn’t have. What else are you going to do, as a parent? Press the issue and turn his obsessive request-O-rama into a temper tantrum?
Finally, after I finished all my other shopping, the boys had vacated the tampon aisle. I went to get my Tampax and saw that the condom display was next to the pads. Ah! That’s what they were doing. Good for them!
At the checkout, I was behind the mother and boy. While she was paying, he was over at the cold drink case, asking “Mom can I get this? Mom can I get this? Mom can I get this? Mom can I get this? Mom can I get this? Mom can I get this? Mom can I get this? Mom can I get this? Mom can I get this? Mom can I get this? Mom can I get this? Mom can I get this?” After she paid, she called him and they left. The cashier turned and looked at me, a little bug-eyed. Imagine how the kid’s mom felt!
This Day Does Not Suck
1. I paid off one of my credit cards today. I’m going to be extra poor this next month, but YAY! I paid it off!
2. I just realized that I’m getting a bunch of extra TV channels. Like HBO, Starz, Encore, and a bunch I don’t remember. I changed my cable package a month or two ago, so I knew they’d expanded the channels a little bit, but I had no idea it was that expanded. And here I was, excited that they’d added ANTEN to their line-up. Now I can watch Maude and The Jeffersons.
That is all. As you were, comrades!
from the desk of…
I love looking at other people’s creative spaces, especially their desks, so I spent quite awhile this evening wasting time poking around the from the desk of… blog (via boing Boing).
And speaking of time wasters, have I mentioned the hippy kitchens tumbler? There are some pretty fabulous photos there.
Do Not Want
Two things you do not want to hear: “Highest ice totals we’ve ever seen” (local weather guy) and “It’s not a matter of if your power is going to go out, it’s when” (power company representative).
It’s a Bird!
I found this photo in a book I was cataloging. I don’t get many books with photos, so it was kind of noteworthy for that, if nothing else. And then I saw this photo, taken in 1909. It’s of a “Rumpler-Taube,” an early German war plane meant to mimic the shape of a bird. The “skin” that would have covered the “skeleton” would have been painted with bird-like features.
Still Useless
I called Comcast recently to unsubscribe from Showtime and to upgrade my base package from limited basic to expanded basic (or whatever they’re called now). I missed National Geographic and the Science channel. So tonight, I was sitting on the couch, flipping through the on-screen guide, and I’ll be damned if there’s not a Mormon channel. I don’t know why that strikes me as funny, but it does. It’s right next to the Catholic channel. Only, it has more interesting programming than the Catholic channel–quilting and genealogy and whatnot. There’s also an art channel. Who knew?! So I watched a program this afternoon on Manet’s Le déjeuner sur l’herbe.
Vacation is almost over, and I’m still not feeling motivated to do anything useful.
Lessons
From: The Eclectic Elementary Geography, Cincinnati: Van Antwerp, Bragg & Co., 1883.
Instant Review: Ellettsville License Branch
I renewed my driving license and had the title for my car transferred into my name today. There was no wait, and start to finish, the entire process took 11 minutes. I give it five stars!
I got to thinking, though, and I’ve never actually had a bad BMV experience. Even back in the days when the waits were interminable, the actual service was good. In fact, one time when I went in to renew my very out of date driving license, one of the clerks took pity on me and let me skate by without the requisite number of IDs. He let me use a non-photo public library card for one of the IDs, then he had me get a state ID card, which then equaled enough ID to get my actual license. And after all that he didn’t charge me for the state ID card. He could have just said, “Sorry, come back with more ID,” but instead he went out of his way to figure out how to help me.
Too True to Be Funny
The sad part is that there are people out there who really are that clueless.
In other news, I ran out of dish soap and needed to wash a few dishes, but didn’t want to go to the store. So, I used plain old bar soap, sudsing it up with a scrubby sponge, and it worked GREAT. Who knew?!
red paper boat 