Clorox writes back
Dear Diana
Thank you for contacting us about Clorox Bleach - Regular Scent. We always appreciate hearing from our consumers.
As you can imagine, advertising is an integral part of our company's operation, and we devote a great deal of time and research to it. The objective of any Clorox Company advertisement is to provide the consumer with accurate, useful information about a product in a manner that makes the message memorable. On those rare occasions when there is disagreement about an advertisement's content or impact, we appreciate the feedback we may receive from our loyal consumers. Such feedback is always kept in mind when reviewing future advertising.
Again, thank you for contacting us.
Sincerely,
Consumer Response Representative
Friday, June 9, 2006
When is a terrorist not called a terrorist?
When he's a right wing nutjob? Police foil planned abortion clinic bombing I'm sure Homeland Security is going to be all over this.
When he's a right wing nutjob? Police foil planned abortion clinic bombing I'm sure Homeland Security is going to be all over this.
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The Good and The Bad
I still just have my sad little .45. I thought about it earlier in the day this time and went out and got my coke. And a couple of pop tarts – I would have passed on the tarts but even I don’t feel right about putting $1.15 on a credit card.
Right now I am decided if I would rather sit in the a little too dark or in the way to bright. It wants to rain out, actually according to the national weather service the sky wants to open up and rain hell down. I think the weather is giving me a headache. All morning it was as quite as a tomb around here and all of a sudden the secretaries are paging over head every fifteen seconds. It is very irritating. We have voice mail, damn it, use it.
This is old news by now, but Blogger was bloggered and it wouldn’t let me post it.
First vaccine to protect against cervical cancer in girls and women wins approval by Food and Drug Administration.
Sadly, I was really surprised to see this go through. The climate is not friendly to rational thought and I really thought the flat earth anti-woman forces were going to win this. Perhaps they came to realize that their teen age daughters despite having signed that virginity pledge, still possess a cervix as do all woman regardless of what their sexual history’s may be. A mattress back has the same cervix as a nun. All woman’s got them a cervix and they all can develop cancer. Even nice girls…. I’m sure though that somewhere some GOP operative is going to have his head on a plate after this. Where was Bill Frist? Or Santorum? regardless, Yea!! To the anti-cancer researchers out there.
Next question, where do I get my shot? Will they give it to me with out asking or will I have to answer questions about how I am using “their” uterus? Will I have to promise to get pregnant soon? I got irrationally offended at an ad I saw the other day. It was all about the wonders of Clorox through the generations. The symbol of our time: A pregnant woman in white. It really offended me. I’m a stock holder, I should complain.
Dear Clorox,
Hi. I’m a stock owner. I bought your stock because I felt that no matter how bad the economy got or how badly the administration screwed things up that people would still need to be able to clean their clothes and keep their homes tidy. I figured that bleach would be a good solid investment. Clean never goes out of fashion, even if you have to buy everything you own from dollar stores, you still want everything to look nice.
Personally, I have found your product to be a crackerjack way to kill the grass that grows in the drain at the bottom of my basement steps. You can use that by the way: It works like a charm to kill unwanted grass seedlings in outdoor drains.
Anyway. I was flipping though a magazine and I saw your ad marking the many generations that have used your product. The ad was illustrated by a group shot of models costumed in period dress – all white women, in white.
What products do non-white women buy? You should find out and try to market to them too – that wasn’t my chief complaint though. My chief complaint about the ad was how the model chosen to be the avatar of our time was presented. All the models were portrayed as symbols of their time: a Flapper from the 20s, (I’m guessing there was no model from the thirties as the poverty stricken women of the depression era didn’t have the money to keep their whites white) A WAC from the forties, the fifties were represented by Marilyn Monroe. The sixties, a go-go dancer, and the seventies as Farah Fawcett ( I'm thinking theThe eighties were skipped as we were too busy working outside the home to separate out our whites?) and finally, the modern woman circa 2006, she was depicted as BAREFOOT AND PREGNANT! What exactly were you thinking? What message did you think you were sending to your costumers? Is that what we should be? Is that how you see us? in 2006?!
I’m a stock holder and I am angry and I demand this ad be pulled and a full page apology extended to the women of 2006, and even more importantly to ME YOUR STOCK HOLDER..
Sincerely,
Diana
PS – Die in a fire.
Edited to add: Have Google will complain:
Thank you for contacting Consumer Services. You will receive a response within 48 business hours.
Edited again - It's in the mail.
I did remove the "die in a fire".
I still just have my sad little .45. I thought about it earlier in the day this time and went out and got my coke. And a couple of pop tarts – I would have passed on the tarts but even I don’t feel right about putting $1.15 on a credit card.
Right now I am decided if I would rather sit in the a little too dark or in the way to bright. It wants to rain out, actually according to the national weather service the sky wants to open up and rain hell down. I think the weather is giving me a headache. All morning it was as quite as a tomb around here and all of a sudden the secretaries are paging over head every fifteen seconds. It is very irritating. We have voice mail, damn it, use it.
This is old news by now, but Blogger was bloggered and it wouldn’t let me post it.
First vaccine to protect against cervical cancer in girls and women wins approval by Food and Drug Administration.
Sadly, I was really surprised to see this go through. The climate is not friendly to rational thought and I really thought the flat earth anti-woman forces were going to win this. Perhaps they came to realize that their teen age daughters despite having signed that virginity pledge, still possess a cervix as do all woman regardless of what their sexual history’s may be. A mattress back has the same cervix as a nun. All woman’s got them a cervix and they all can develop cancer. Even nice girls…. I’m sure though that somewhere some GOP operative is going to have his head on a plate after this. Where was Bill Frist? Or Santorum? regardless, Yea!! To the anti-cancer researchers out there.
Next question, where do I get my shot? Will they give it to me with out asking or will I have to answer questions about how I am using “their” uterus? Will I have to promise to get pregnant soon? I got irrationally offended at an ad I saw the other day. It was all about the wonders of Clorox through the generations. The symbol of our time: A pregnant woman in white. It really offended me. I’m a stock holder, I should complain.
Dear Clorox,
Hi. I’m a stock owner. I bought your stock because I felt that no matter how bad the economy got or how badly the administration screwed things up that people would still need to be able to clean their clothes and keep their homes tidy. I figured that bleach would be a good solid investment. Clean never goes out of fashion, even if you have to buy everything you own from dollar stores, you still want everything to look nice.
Personally, I have found your product to be a crackerjack way to kill the grass that grows in the drain at the bottom of my basement steps. You can use that by the way: It works like a charm to kill unwanted grass seedlings in outdoor drains.
Anyway. I was flipping though a magazine and I saw your ad marking the many generations that have used your product. The ad was illustrated by a group shot of models costumed in period dress – all white women, in white.
What products do non-white women buy? You should find out and try to market to them too – that wasn’t my chief complaint though. My chief complaint about the ad was how the model chosen to be the avatar of our time was presented. All the models were portrayed as symbols of their time: a Flapper from the 20s, (I’m guessing there was no model from the thirties as the poverty stricken women of the depression era didn’t have the money to keep their whites white) A WAC from the forties, the fifties were represented by Marilyn Monroe. The sixties, a go-go dancer, and the seventies as Farah Fawcett ( I'm thinking theThe eighties were skipped as we were too busy working outside the home to separate out our whites?) and finally, the modern woman circa 2006, she was depicted as BAREFOOT AND PREGNANT! What exactly were you thinking? What message did you think you were sending to your costumers? Is that what we should be? Is that how you see us? in 2006?!
I’m a stock holder and I am angry and I demand this ad be pulled and a full page apology extended to the women of 2006, and even more importantly to ME YOUR STOCK HOLDER..
Sincerely,
Diana
PS – Die in a fire.
Edited to add: Have Google will complain:
Thank you for contacting Consumer Services. You will receive a response within 48 business hours.
Edited again - It's in the mail.
I did remove the "die in a fire".
Thursday, June 8, 2006
Skin Deep
I’m sitting here wondering if it would be worth it to go down the street and get a soda. I have exactly .45 in cash at present and the cokes machines don’t take plastic. I really, really want a coke. I keep looking at the time and telling myself that I’m going to be home soon and I don’t drink soda after a certain time and if I just hold on for a little longer I won’t be able to have the soda in question anyway. I still really want one. It would be really nice if they could make the coke machines accept pennies. I have plenty of pennies.
I keep digging through my desk drawer to see if maybe at some point I got clumsy or exhibited some for thought, and threw a couple of quarters or some dimes in there and they have been waiting all this time for me to just have a moment just as I am now… In reality, if there had been loose quarters running around in the drawer they never would have lasted this long. If I didn’t take them out the pen thieves would have. If left to my own devise the knowledge that the quarters were there in the first place would have made me crazy, I would have had spent them just because they were there and I could. What if they were just there and I didn’tuse them? They would have gone to waste! The horrors!
There could be all kinds of stuff lose in that drawer but I am too chicken to do a real search. It’s scary in there! Before we move I’m going to have to take the desk apart and carry it outside and burn it. It will be the easiest than trying to clean it out manually and box all that crap up and a lot of the shite in my desk isn’t even mine. I inherited this desk when I came on and while they had gone through and removed everything of value, they left behind a lot of crap and I didn’t know how to prioritize it when I came in and now I don’t want to. I’m just glad they come through periodically and fumigate the building.
Speaking of things that need to be fumigated. Dogger has ear mites again and it isn’t pretty. These made her near to death a couple of years ago and I want to take care if it this time. It’s very gross. There are things we are not meant to know about in the interiors of our dogs (as well, I believe our desk drawers) and now sadly, for me the mystery is over. She has such cute ears on the outside but sadly, that beauty is only fur deep. She has also developed her summer prickly heat issues again and that is always such fun. Did you know if it wasn’t for my pets I would not have any first aid supplies in the house at all? All of what I have I bough specifically for them and frankly, once that bottle of peroxide has been used on a dog, it just seems so much less clean than before…
PS. Do ya’ll watch Rescue Me? ( FX Tuesday nights 10pm) You really should! Remember first season NYPD Blue? Yeah, like that only better. Great stories, terrific scripts, fascinating (if deeply flawed) characters and stellar performances from an awesome cast week in and week out.
Have you ever been watching TV characters do each other wrong and said “Damn; if some SOB did that to me in real live I would lose my freaking mind. I’d have to find a way to kick that son of a bitches ass”, and then had to watch the TV characters just kind of get angsty and not do anything about the ass kickable offence? I hate that too. On Rescue Me they do what you would do if you could do what you wanted to. Warning though, not for the prudish or weak of heart - it’s strictly a grown up TV show. Think The Shield or The Sopranos. With Denis Leary.
I’m sitting here wondering if it would be worth it to go down the street and get a soda. I have exactly .45 in cash at present and the cokes machines don’t take plastic. I really, really want a coke. I keep looking at the time and telling myself that I’m going to be home soon and I don’t drink soda after a certain time and if I just hold on for a little longer I won’t be able to have the soda in question anyway. I still really want one. It would be really nice if they could make the coke machines accept pennies. I have plenty of pennies.
I keep digging through my desk drawer to see if maybe at some point I got clumsy or exhibited some for thought, and threw a couple of quarters or some dimes in there and they have been waiting all this time for me to just have a moment just as I am now… In reality, if there had been loose quarters running around in the drawer they never would have lasted this long. If I didn’t take them out the pen thieves would have. If left to my own devise the knowledge that the quarters were there in the first place would have made me crazy, I would have had spent them just because they were there and I could. What if they were just there and I didn’tuse them? They would have gone to waste! The horrors!
There could be all kinds of stuff lose in that drawer but I am too chicken to do a real search. It’s scary in there! Before we move I’m going to have to take the desk apart and carry it outside and burn it. It will be the easiest than trying to clean it out manually and box all that crap up and a lot of the shite in my desk isn’t even mine. I inherited this desk when I came on and while they had gone through and removed everything of value, they left behind a lot of crap and I didn’t know how to prioritize it when I came in and now I don’t want to. I’m just glad they come through periodically and fumigate the building.
Speaking of things that need to be fumigated. Dogger has ear mites again and it isn’t pretty. These made her near to death a couple of years ago and I want to take care if it this time. It’s very gross. There are things we are not meant to know about in the interiors of our dogs (as well, I believe our desk drawers) and now sadly, for me the mystery is over. She has such cute ears on the outside but sadly, that beauty is only fur deep. She has also developed her summer prickly heat issues again and that is always such fun. Did you know if it wasn’t for my pets I would not have any first aid supplies in the house at all? All of what I have I bough specifically for them and frankly, once that bottle of peroxide has been used on a dog, it just seems so much less clean than before…
PS. Do ya’ll watch Rescue Me? ( FX Tuesday nights 10pm) You really should! Remember first season NYPD Blue? Yeah, like that only better. Great stories, terrific scripts, fascinating (if deeply flawed) characters and stellar performances from an awesome cast week in and week out.
Have you ever been watching TV characters do each other wrong and said “Damn; if some SOB did that to me in real live I would lose my freaking mind. I’d have to find a way to kick that son of a bitches ass”, and then had to watch the TV characters just kind of get angsty and not do anything about the ass kickable offence? I hate that too. On Rescue Me they do what you would do if you could do what you wanted to. Warning though, not for the prudish or weak of heart - it’s strictly a grown up TV show. Think The Shield or The Sopranos. With Denis Leary.
Wednesday, June 7, 2006
Bush to immigrants: Learn America's values , convert to a protestant faith and vote republican...
Bush visited a Catholic Charities center in Nebraska Wednesday, stopping in a classroom where immigrants learn U.S. civics in preparation for their citizenship test. The volunteer instructor was quizzing the eight students in English, and they rattled off answers about U.S. historical figures, the three branches of government and the Constitution.
Bush entered and greeted the students in Spanish and threw them a question they weren't prepared for -- how many father-son duos have served as president? The students were stumped, so Bush explained in Spanish that his father was a president, and the other team was "Juan Adams y su hijo Juan Q."
Hmmmm. No Habla Espanol ?
Bush visited a Catholic Charities center in Nebraska Wednesday, stopping in a classroom where immigrants learn U.S. civics in preparation for their citizenship test. The volunteer instructor was quizzing the eight students in English, and they rattled off answers about U.S. historical figures, the three branches of government and the Constitution.
Bush entered and greeted the students in Spanish and threw them a question they weren't prepared for -- how many father-son duos have served as president? The students were stumped, so Bush explained in Spanish that his father was a president, and the other team was "Juan Adams y su hijo Juan Q."
Hmmmm. No Habla Espanol ?
Whatev!
So. Did we all survive 6/6? Did we call forth the the beast?I didn’t do any beast calling myself. My beast doesn’t answer to her name so calling her is a bit of a time waste. I am assuming that no one else called to say they were picking it up but got caught in traffic and got held up and winded up pissing it off? Would a hell beast travel by car? Or is that way they started to make SUVs? It wouldn’t surprise me. So, from where I sit, I mean as far as I know, I may still have a train engine fall on me still, you know and according to some, the apocalypse could just happen in the middle of the day with out warning but what was it they say about that? That we shall know not the date or the time? That it’s just going to be a surprise? I don’t know where people get off trying to pencil that in. I would imagine that would seem a bit presumptuous myself, If I were the one making out the schedule or in charge of feeding the hell beast.
Any way.
What did happen yesterday? China unleashes power of Yangtze
“Chinese engineers Tuesday blew up a temporary barrier used during construction of the Three Gorges Dam, unleashing the full force of the Yangtze River upon the world's largest hydroelectric project..
And destroying vast areas and causing untold damage to the ecosystem as well
Also in China “An operation to remove a third arm from a two-month-old Chinese boy been hailed as a success.
Busy day for China.
What else?
After five years of a concerted White House campaign, there are tentative signs that Congress and the courts are beginning to push back against what has been the greatest expansion of presidential powers in a generation or more..
finally.
The story is straight ahead - the congress and the courts are getting a little cranky about being kept out of the loop. It’s understandable after five years of working under the Imperial Presidency, something has got to give.
A brief read through Pravda found the looking glass version:
“In effect, Bush is asserting the same powers seized by Adolph Hitler in 1933. His Federalist Society apologists and Department of Justice appointees claim that President Bush has the same power to interpret the Constitution as the Supreme Court. An Alito Court is likely to agree with this false claim.".
Our old friend Pravda, still happily fighting the cold war. Remember the scare last week at the Rayburn building? Some workers dropped something and it startled some one near by and it got out of hand? It was a big zero. In Pravdaland it went like this. From the same article as the above quote:
”Russian Intelligence Analysts are reporting that the ongoing constitutional crisis that has erupted in the United States has taken a decidedly deadly turn as counter-coup forces attempting to block access to the American capitol engaged in a brief gun battle with US Army Special Forces leaving at least 3 dead.”.
Also in Wacky Pravda? Vegetables give Pamela Anderson best orgasms ever . I imagine that Pam knows a lot more uses for vegetables then she lets on. So what else in wacky Pravdaland? A lot of crap mostly, but then I saw this and I started to fear for the Russian people: Russians trust only Putin and mass media . Imagine if Americans trusted only Bush and the mass media?
Oh, wait… Okay, I’m pretty scared for us too.
So. Did we all survive 6/6? Did we call forth the the beast?I didn’t do any beast calling myself. My beast doesn’t answer to her name so calling her is a bit of a time waste. I am assuming that no one else called to say they were picking it up but got caught in traffic and got held up and winded up pissing it off? Would a hell beast travel by car? Or is that way they started to make SUVs? It wouldn’t surprise me. So, from where I sit, I mean as far as I know, I may still have a train engine fall on me still, you know and according to some, the apocalypse could just happen in the middle of the day with out warning but what was it they say about that? That we shall know not the date or the time? That it’s just going to be a surprise? I don’t know where people get off trying to pencil that in. I would imagine that would seem a bit presumptuous myself, If I were the one making out the schedule or in charge of feeding the hell beast.
Any way.
What did happen yesterday? China unleashes power of Yangtze
“Chinese engineers Tuesday blew up a temporary barrier used during construction of the Three Gorges Dam, unleashing the full force of the Yangtze River upon the world's largest hydroelectric project..
And destroying vast areas and causing untold damage to the ecosystem as well
Also in China “An operation to remove a third arm from a two-month-old Chinese boy been hailed as a success.
Busy day for China.
What else?
After five years of a concerted White House campaign, there are tentative signs that Congress and the courts are beginning to push back against what has been the greatest expansion of presidential powers in a generation or more..
finally.
The story is straight ahead - the congress and the courts are getting a little cranky about being kept out of the loop. It’s understandable after five years of working under the Imperial Presidency, something has got to give.
A brief read through Pravda found the looking glass version:
“In effect, Bush is asserting the same powers seized by Adolph Hitler in 1933. His Federalist Society apologists and Department of Justice appointees claim that President Bush has the same power to interpret the Constitution as the Supreme Court. An Alito Court is likely to agree with this false claim.".
Our old friend Pravda, still happily fighting the cold war. Remember the scare last week at the Rayburn building? Some workers dropped something and it startled some one near by and it got out of hand? It was a big zero. In Pravdaland it went like this. From the same article as the above quote:
”Russian Intelligence Analysts are reporting that the ongoing constitutional crisis that has erupted in the United States has taken a decidedly deadly turn as counter-coup forces attempting to block access to the American capitol engaged in a brief gun battle with US Army Special Forces leaving at least 3 dead.”.
Also in Wacky Pravda? Vegetables give Pamela Anderson best orgasms ever . I imagine that Pam knows a lot more uses for vegetables then she lets on. So what else in wacky Pravdaland? A lot of crap mostly, but then I saw this and I started to fear for the Russian people: Russians trust only Putin and mass media . Imagine if Americans trusted only Bush and the mass media?
Oh, wait… Okay, I’m pretty scared for us too.
Tuesday, June 6, 2006
Armageddon?
Dow tumbles below 11,000
Rate jitters weigh as investors hang on every word from Fed officials; blue chips down 700 points in four weeks; oil dips.
Dow tumbles below 11,000
Rate jitters weigh as investors hang on every word from Fed officials; blue chips down 700 points in four weeks; oil dips.
The Bush Base must be really disappointed
Despite dire prophecies to the contrary, we have now gotten over half way through 6/6/06 and the sky is not falling , except for where it is
Despite dire prophecies to the contrary, we have now gotten over half way through 6/6/06 and the sky is not falling , except for where it is
Memories
So I was looking for something this weekend. Just out of nowhere I suddenly really, really, really needed to find this thing and I was pretty sure I had seen it at some point somewhere, probably in the attic. In a box. Maybe.
So I had to go through the boxes in my attic. This was of course at 11pm Saturday night, which is really s great time to go pawing through dusty boxes in a sweltering attic environment in search of something that I may not have thought to save in the first place because, “why bother? I have it on disk! And 2.5 disks are always going to be readable! , why yes, please throw away that ancient, out modded word processor! I’m never going to need that thing again!” Hard copies people, it’s all about keeping hard copies. If you want to keep it, print it out! If it is “saved” on obsolete software it is trapped not saved.
I had to remember which box I was pretty sure what I was looking for lived in, and I was pretty sure where that box was. I have a lot of boxes. It wasn’t in the first group of boxes I went though. I thought I had found the right box, but instead it was full of stuff an alter server schedule dating from junior high – how did I save this? Better question why?. I don’t need it to remember happy days of alter server yore, being an alter server or a distaff Alter Boy for you who grew up in less progressive parishes, was hardly a happy task. It was a task and I only did it because my friend did it and then she promptly dropped out - I didn’t. I should have. But back into the box it went because there must be a reason that it has survived 24 or so plus years and a house fire and at least a dozen moves in the interim - I decided to treat it like a vase at the bottom of the ocean it shouldn’t have survived but there it is, be impressed with its resistance to the forces of nature.
There were also a lot of old letters. Huge amounts of old letters. Remember snail mail? It looks as though I had a healthy correspondence with just about every human being I ever met. There were even a few from people I couldn’t remember who they were. I think those dated from a pen pal phase I went though, the phase left me with a lot of bundled letters from people I can’t remember. It was a little jarring to find these strangers intermingling with my old high school paper press pass and clippings about the death of a friend.
A few years ago I went through another sifting through of my boxes and I pulled out all the letters I could find (and after digging through a few boxes, I found that I didn’t find very many) from a friend of mine that I had a correspondence with for years - She always surprised me, I would see her over the summer and she would inevitable ask “Hey, how is So and So?” and I was always Damn, did I tell her about him? When was the last time I even spoke to that person? She actually reads for content? Shit! I hope I’m not expected to know who her friends are. What’s the name again of that one she thinks is kind of a bitch? How do I frame that question, “Hey, how is whatshername? That girl you think is a bitch?”. I kind of hummed a lot.
I used to write letters, now I blog.
So I was looking for something this weekend. Just out of nowhere I suddenly really, really, really needed to find this thing and I was pretty sure I had seen it at some point somewhere, probably in the attic. In a box. Maybe.
So I had to go through the boxes in my attic. This was of course at 11pm Saturday night, which is really s great time to go pawing through dusty boxes in a sweltering attic environment in search of something that I may not have thought to save in the first place because, “why bother? I have it on disk! And 2.5 disks are always going to be readable! , why yes, please throw away that ancient, out modded word processor! I’m never going to need that thing again!” Hard copies people, it’s all about keeping hard copies. If you want to keep it, print it out! If it is “saved” on obsolete software it is trapped not saved.
I had to remember which box I was pretty sure what I was looking for lived in, and I was pretty sure where that box was. I have a lot of boxes. It wasn’t in the first group of boxes I went though. I thought I had found the right box, but instead it was full of stuff an alter server schedule dating from junior high – how did I save this? Better question why?. I don’t need it to remember happy days of alter server yore, being an alter server or a distaff Alter Boy for you who grew up in less progressive parishes, was hardly a happy task. It was a task and I only did it because my friend did it and then she promptly dropped out - I didn’t. I should have. But back into the box it went because there must be a reason that it has survived 24 or so plus years and a house fire and at least a dozen moves in the interim - I decided to treat it like a vase at the bottom of the ocean it shouldn’t have survived but there it is, be impressed with its resistance to the forces of nature.
There were also a lot of old letters. Huge amounts of old letters. Remember snail mail? It looks as though I had a healthy correspondence with just about every human being I ever met. There were even a few from people I couldn’t remember who they were. I think those dated from a pen pal phase I went though, the phase left me with a lot of bundled letters from people I can’t remember. It was a little jarring to find these strangers intermingling with my old high school paper press pass and clippings about the death of a friend.
A few years ago I went through another sifting through of my boxes and I pulled out all the letters I could find (and after digging through a few boxes, I found that I didn’t find very many) from a friend of mine that I had a correspondence with for years - She always surprised me, I would see her over the summer and she would inevitable ask “Hey, how is So and So?” and I was always Damn, did I tell her about him? When was the last time I even spoke to that person? She actually reads for content? Shit! I hope I’m not expected to know who her friends are. What’s the name again of that one she thinks is kind of a bitch? How do I frame that question, “Hey, how is whatshername? That girl you think is a bitch?”. I kind of hummed a lot.
I used to write letters, now I blog.
Monday, June 5, 2006
Shop Girl
Saturday I went shopping with a very short list. I was in the market for blue slacks and the new Dixie Chicks CD. I was partially successful. I did end up with the CD.
Of course, the search for slacks goes on. I can’t believe that standard issue blue slacks were some sort of Dallascentric clothing item. I remember racks of them in stores! Blue pants are blue pants, something I thought that everybody had as part of their work place wardrobe. Everybody needs a good pair of basic blue slacks. You would think.
No. Instead “everybody” needs a good basic fuchsia, turtle embroidered crop pants. Things like that? everywhere. But you know? I don’t think I have ever seen anyone wearing fuchsia crops pants embroidered with turtles. Oh, I know why - it’s because I go to work everyday and most people, even in my office with it’s more or less anything goes dress code, nobody wears slacks like that. I wonder why? Hmmm. You would think there wouldn’t be a big call for that item in a wardrobe. But oddly, there it was. Many, many , many of them. No basic blue slacks though.
After much looking around I did find two pairs of basic blue slacks, of course, neither fit. Baby bear was not happy. I found another pair that I was very excited about until I noticed that it laced up the back. Interesting, but a little too interesting for everyday wear.
So I got ready to leave Marshals, but not before I looked around a little. I found a new table cloth I didn’t really need, but it was on sale, and a slightly over the top gold, pseudo-Italianate oval mirror that I also technically did not need but that completes my long on hold decorating scheme for my bedroom. The mirror was not on sale, but it was there, it was under $30 and I was tired of looking for oval mirrors. Mirrors one and two cost me a combined total of $8 and one of them I rescued from the trash. I had planned on finding mirror three and spending a similar amount but it was not to be. Anyway. I left Marshals and went to where I was sure I would find something in the basic category. I went to Target, home of basic.
Basic must have left home because it wasn’t there. I did find the Dixie Chicks CD that had been one of the two things on my list before I went shopping, so I got that. I also found a book I wanted that I had been seeing at the grocery store for $7.99 and was too cheap to get it for that price. Screw you Kroger and your over priced paperbacks! Target is my friend. So, a table cloth, a mirror, and a book - not on my list and still no blue slacks.
I was going to leave Target and go to Kohls because Kohls is also my friend. The stupid traffic pattern decided that I was going to go home instead. Grrrr.
Going home meant that I was going to hit the Lark Spur Party on Saturday instead of Sunday. Which was fine with me. I went I saw and I bought three morning glory plants to camouflage/cover up my ugly back yard so the nice neighbors can pretend it isn’t there. Grow plants grow!. We’ll see how long it takes Dogger to discover them. In an attempt to thwart that behavior I went to the dollar store and picked up 16 feet of el cheapo garden fence to protect my new plantings, I also picked up a 17 quart cooler to thwart the hurricane season - with the idea being that if I am prepared for the power to go off for an extended period, it will not. It was kind of a relief to go to a store and actually find the fencing. It was making me oddly paranoid to not find what I was looking for in places it was supposed to be. To reward the store I also bought some batteries and a box of poptarts. Still no blue slacks.
Saturday I went shopping with a very short list. I was in the market for blue slacks and the new Dixie Chicks CD. I was partially successful. I did end up with the CD.
Of course, the search for slacks goes on. I can’t believe that standard issue blue slacks were some sort of Dallascentric clothing item. I remember racks of them in stores! Blue pants are blue pants, something I thought that everybody had as part of their work place wardrobe. Everybody needs a good pair of basic blue slacks. You would think.
No. Instead “everybody” needs a good basic fuchsia, turtle embroidered crop pants. Things like that? everywhere. But you know? I don’t think I have ever seen anyone wearing fuchsia crops pants embroidered with turtles. Oh, I know why - it’s because I go to work everyday and most people, even in my office with it’s more or less anything goes dress code, nobody wears slacks like that. I wonder why? Hmmm. You would think there wouldn’t be a big call for that item in a wardrobe. But oddly, there it was. Many, many , many of them. No basic blue slacks though.
After much looking around I did find two pairs of basic blue slacks, of course, neither fit. Baby bear was not happy. I found another pair that I was very excited about until I noticed that it laced up the back. Interesting, but a little too interesting for everyday wear.
So I got ready to leave Marshals, but not before I looked around a little. I found a new table cloth I didn’t really need, but it was on sale, and a slightly over the top gold, pseudo-Italianate oval mirror that I also technically did not need but that completes my long on hold decorating scheme for my bedroom. The mirror was not on sale, but it was there, it was under $30 and I was tired of looking for oval mirrors. Mirrors one and two cost me a combined total of $8 and one of them I rescued from the trash. I had planned on finding mirror three and spending a similar amount but it was not to be. Anyway. I left Marshals and went to where I was sure I would find something in the basic category. I went to Target, home of basic.
Basic must have left home because it wasn’t there. I did find the Dixie Chicks CD that had been one of the two things on my list before I went shopping, so I got that. I also found a book I wanted that I had been seeing at the grocery store for $7.99 and was too cheap to get it for that price. Screw you Kroger and your over priced paperbacks! Target is my friend. So, a table cloth, a mirror, and a book - not on my list and still no blue slacks.
I was going to leave Target and go to Kohls because Kohls is also my friend. The stupid traffic pattern decided that I was going to go home instead. Grrrr.
Going home meant that I was going to hit the Lark Spur Party on Saturday instead of Sunday. Which was fine with me. I went I saw and I bought three morning glory plants to camouflage/cover up my ugly back yard so the nice neighbors can pretend it isn’t there. Grow plants grow!. We’ll see how long it takes Dogger to discover them. In an attempt to thwart that behavior I went to the dollar store and picked up 16 feet of el cheapo garden fence to protect my new plantings, I also picked up a 17 quart cooler to thwart the hurricane season - with the idea being that if I am prepared for the power to go off for an extended period, it will not. It was kind of a relief to go to a store and actually find the fencing. It was making me oddly paranoid to not find what I was looking for in places it was supposed to be. To reward the store I also bought some batteries and a box of poptarts. Still no blue slacks.
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