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Thursday, February 10, 2005

 

Confessions of a Dollar Store Junkie

I recently faced the reality that I've become addicted to "dollar stores" over the years. Every now and then I find myself aimlessly wandering into and through the aisles of these perversely entertaining businesses.

While they have good deals on useful everyday household items, it's usually the small, insignificant crap I find filling up my shopping basket. I go in to buy toothpaste, for a dollar, and end up walking out of the store with $10 of knick-knacks I don't need.
"Oh yeah," I think to myself. "I need more plastic hangers for my closet. Besides, I can get 20 for one dollar?!?! I would be stupid to not buy them!" That's usually how it goes. Then I come home to a closet with a thousand empty hangers!
How is it my mind's eye always pictures a desolate closet with needy clothes just waiting for hangers?
It's the same with food too. I find myself staring at the "family size" cans of some unrecognizable brand of chunky chicken noodle soup. I buy two. Why not? There just a dollar each!! It's a vicious cycle.

It was the same case was yesterday, I found the off-brand equivalent to one of my favorite snacks, Teddy Grahams.
But it wasn't really the idea of eating this delicious snack food that caused me to pause. It was the name the company had chosen to use for it's knock-off product.

I was a little stunned. Huggy Bears? I didn't know whether I should laugh or be appalled. Immediately, I thought of the lovable pimp/police informant from TV's Starsky & Hutch. So herein lies the dilemma for me. Is this some maniacally subliminal agenda for a food company to name a "chocolate" snack food, the same name as an notably infamous African American stereotypical TV character... or just some horribly crude oversight? I really hope it's the latter. And yet, a part of me pictures some warped marketing hack sitting in a wood paneled office, laughing his ass off over the fact he got a small food company to go along with his plan to name a food after a pimp.
Who knows, maybe I'm thinking too much into it.
As for the dollar store, I think I'll go back soon. I just had this urge to buy hangers.

Tuesday, February 01, 2005

 

Back from the ROADTRIP!

Well... I haven't done much since I've been back from the ROADTRIP! I've been to work, and I finally started cleaning up my house, after the LL Robot goodbye bash at my house. I probably should have taken some photos of the plethora of beer cans, champagne bottles, and general trash, that was strewn throughout my place. It was hilarious. Anyway, I finally took some pictures of my new Scion xA, and decided to put some up on the blog, for fun. That and I really can't think of anything else to write about. I think I left my brain at a truck stop somewhere in Oklahoma.