Monday, January 7

Where Shopping, And Taking Pictures With My Cameraphone, Is A Pleasure

Complementary Spouse Britt Shirley and I noticed a higher than usual number of people sporting tattoo sleeves -- inked from wrist to shoulder, that is -- last night at Publix, our neighborhood super market. Nearly all of these people had small children and drove family vehicles, like SUVs and minivans.

I'm not sure what to make of this observation.

There were plenty of other things to see at Publix last night. I took pictures:

Either shopping carts have become much bigger and more motorized since my last visit to the grocery store, or this Mitsubishi Mirage owner is an idiot.

Just what I needed -- caffeinated candy bars. This is for everyone who wants the physique of Jabba the Hutt and the energy of a hummingbird. Wolf 'em down, everyone!

These, of course, are the new line of Admiral Peary Brand Frozen Prepared Salads. You get your choice of dressing: ranch, honey mustard or walrus blubber.

The good people at Edy's score a hit ...

... and a miss. American Idol-themed ice cream? Why not have "Rocky Road to Stardom," "Randy's Dawg Treats" and "Simon's Humiliation Humble Pie" as well?

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