I guess I am sleeping a bit better. YAAAY!
But feeling kind of meh. BOOOOO!
Although, it's given me a chance to catch up on Oprah. YAAAY!
Sorry, that's probably annoying. I'm done now. Promise.
YAAAY!
In other other news, my new camera is pretty cool. I'm trying to get into the habit of taking it with me wherever I go. I took it to the grocery store not long ago. Here are a couple of pictures from that outing.
I like grocery shopping late at night when it's practically empty. The workers are more laid back. I caught this enthusuastic young lad singing along to Oasis. Publix has good piped in music, not that boring muzak stuff. I joined him for the chorus - "...and after all, you're my wonderWALL!"
Isn't he cute? Why I just want to pinch his cheeks I do! The cheeks on his face, that is. I'm not a filthy minded old woman. Not yet anyway.
Look at these cool Passover toys. Man, do I wish I was Jewish. Baptists don't have anything this good. Who could resist a toy bag of plagues? You can't see it in the picture, but it comes with a tiny rubber hand covered in boils. I almost bought it but it was $10.99 and I'm poor.
Nashville is getting so cosmopolitan. Check it out, y'all, we gots us some British food now. One of these days I want to try the Spotted Dick pudding. That name makes me snicker. And also, think of Michael Jackson for some reason.
I did buy this candy bar. It sounded intriguing - rose flavored candy covered in chocolate - but I had to spit it out. It tasted like a mouthful of my grandma's perfume. Bleh.
On the way out of the store a pretty interesting thing happened. I managed to step in dog shit. Now maybe I should've been paying more attention but it was dark and what, do I live in Calcutta? Who would expect dog poop in a grocery store parking lot? It really pissed me off. I put the shoe in a grocery bag before I got in the car and when I got home I threw in on the back porch, figuring I'd deal with it after I unloaded the groceries.
One week later.
Note the actual, unphotoshopped stink waves. Isn't this camera amazing?
21 comments:
I want Plagues!!! And finally, a camera that actually can take pictures of stink... wow you have all the cool stuff.
I like to shop late at night, too. Wow, the thing with the plagues is just hard to believe. I'm glad you have a picture because I'd probably be like "Ha ha, that crazy Pru!" and assume you were telling a fib, but wow. I mean...I dunno, without resorting to 90+ exclamation points like SOME PEOPLE I WON'T MENTION, I just don't know how to express how chocked I am that someone actually make a toy based on biblical plagues. At least now I know why wooden allen is so neurotic.
That is one impressive camera!
I have always avoided spotted dick like the plague. I don't know why. I just don't want any.
Ron- if only I weren't so poor those plagues would be mine, oh yes!
Mister- kids today have it made, don't they? Why in my day we had to play with real leper sores, and we liked it!
Steve- I think spotted dick may be one of the actual plagues? I dunno, but it seems like Jesus Juice does nothing to cure it.
I'm loving your new camera. (moment of silence for mine) This will be so exciting.
Did the meatcutter make you want to squish him, squeeze his head off, and dangle it from your rearview mirror?
OMG!! I want plague toys!!!
This gives me an idea for Catholic Easter toys...I think I'll be the first to propose Apostles action figures...
And the chocolate-covered rose candy sounds awful. Like that nasty violet gum (I think it's also a British phenom) that has the really gorgeous purple and silver packaging, but tastes like funeral flowers...
Oooo, Bag-O-Plagues! What a find. I need to get one of those for a brother-in-law.
Too bad the bad brother ruined Oasis
There's usually a crazy, old hobo on the bridge near my apartment selling a "bag of plagues," but for some reason I suspect it's not a bag of Biblical toys.
The health inspector came into the slaughterhouse recently, so I asked him if we should be alarmed about a lunatic geriatric selling plagues, and he said, "I don't know, kid, but I'd avoid that guy if I were you. If I weren't afraid of catching something terrible, I'd go over and quarantine him. Maybe we can get the Fire Department to go over there and spray him with some kind of decontaminate hose, but I wouldn't count on it."
My tax dollars at work. At least I know if the creek water runs red with blood it's due to a drug-related explosion/massacre and not the wrath of God.
The Bag of Plagues is too perfect.
Congrats on the camera, Pru! You should check out Flickr.com for what is likely to be a long and productive love affair between you and your new lens.
You bear a remarkable resemblance to our own dear Queen. Are you by any chance related?
That is an impressive camera...love the stink waves.
Are you marinading that shoe, Pru?
Spotted dick is over rated. All it is is rice pudding with raisins in it.
Hey Pru! I thought you were going to hook me up with your dealer, now you decide to kick it?
That is so awesome that you have a British food aisle at the supermarket. Please do me a favor and see if you can find the following items: Hob Knobs and/or Foamy Bananas. You will not be disappointed!!
That little grocery boy is cute! And hopefully he set you up with some honey roasted turkey, sliced sandwich thin.
People still sing Oasis? I remember when I saw them live in 96 (when they still meant something).
That said, the Mike Flowers Pops do a great version of Wonderwall.
As for Oprah, this is the best thing she ever showed on her site.
http://video.stumbleupon.com/#p=ithct48cqw
Really.
You're laying-off the scripts, getting out with your new camera, taking pictures. How is the REM sleep?
Helen- I haven't turned into Paula Abdul just yet. Not enough drugs in me.
Wendy- they are pretty sweet.
Krissyface- oh, I've seen that gum! Thanks for the warning.
XL- it's a pretty thoughtful gift.
Diane- I liked them for that one album.
Morb- uh oh, that might be my crazy uncle Fred. Don't worry, he doesn't have any plague in that bag, it's probably just his own urine. He does that sometimes.
LA- thanks, I will, I will!
White Rabbit- cool name. Makes me think of the Jefferson Airplane song.
The queen and me? We're tight!
Onehung- I'm in love. I think I'll marry it.
Ubermouth- thanks for the warning. Rice pudding is gagifying.
Kookla- I'll put those on my list.
Brenda- he offered but I'm vegetarian.
Bumble- thanks for the link, yo.
GF- the sleep is good. I dream like crazy every night.
Go Pru Go.
I am glad to hear that you are making it ...
Wow Nashville is pretty sassy. The minute I read rose covered chocolate I had flashbacks of my grandma - she always kept these little chocoalte candies in her guest bathroom next to the rose soap, lotion, powder and perfume - blech!
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