Sunday, July 28, 2013

Mole in a jar and crackers for size queens

It's Sunday, which is grocery shopping day.  I went solo today.

A stop at the Wells Fargo ATM at Wilmot and 5th Street was first.  I was reminded why Americans are so fat.  It's because there are drive up ATMs now.  I didn't even have to get out of the car.  If I'm lucky, I burned one calorie leaning over to type in my PIN number.

The Walmart Neighborhood Market at 22nd and Craycroft was the grocery store of choice today.  (It's usually the grocery store of choice).  I didn't get hit up for money by a panhandler on my way into the store, but I did on the way out.  It's a rare occurrence to not get asked for money by someone in that parking lot.  But, I shop there because the prices are low and they have my favorite potato salad.

A trip to the ATM, grocery shopping, and laundry.  It was an uneventful weekend.

The drive up ATM at Wells Fargo Bank at 5th and Wilmot
I felt fatter using it.

El Mexicano Mole
Someone figured out how to take those brown spots on the human body
and turn them into a sauce.

I watched a woman's child dump half a bottle of blue Gatorade on the floor
at Walmart Neighborhood Market and then just walk away.
Keep it classy, Walmart shoppers.

Cheez-It Big crackers
Finally, a cracker for people who believe that size matters.

One A Day Men's 50+ Healthy Advantage Vitamins
I am still a few years away from being eligible to eat these.
I can't say I'm terribly upset.