Googling is not giving me a lot of help. I just keep finding stuff about the dog Winn Dixie. Or random stories about segregation, including Rosa Parks and her tired feet-- a story that irritates me no end, because there is no need to fictionalize it like people do. Rosa knew exactly what she was doing, and she got on that bus for the express purpose of sitting in a white seat, and getting arrested, and starting that legal battle, since she was an ideal candidate to use. Which is a very brave thing to do, to go into it with your eyes open. So the stupid story where she's just a little, tired, old lady who one day refused to give up her seat, irritates me to no end. Since it fictionalizes an account that, I think, is much more powerful when it is told truthfully, and it makes it a story, rather than a real life event, and plan, which is much more complex, and much less distancing. In my opinion.
Um, sorry for that rant. Issues.
Anyway, if someone finds something about Winn Dixie, please let me know. I think I'm going to give up my search on it, but either validation, or knowing I'm crazy, is always good.
ETA: Cute, cute animal pictures! Cashmere, your cat is gorgeous. So pristinely white.
With Ali on that rant.
Cash, I like how they are all huddled around the heating vent.
So I'm looking at the registrations for the LOST party, and it's like, 10-1 women. I'm thinking that I could use this to my advantage, and charge boys $700 to register, because, yo, chances are good.
Nah, Alibelle, I've given that rant myself.
Bigger question, allyson, is are the goods chancey (or odd)?
Cash, I like how they are all huddled around the heating vent
They can be found on a vent or in my bed. Usually together. They overcome their differences in the winter.
My mom always shopped at a regional chain grocery store called Marsh Foodliner. Isn't that a great name?
With Ali on that rant.
Thanks, Kat. (And brenda.)
Now I really should go try and figure out how to fix our copy machine. Even though this really, really, should not be my problem. And yet, the machines always end up being my problem, for some reason. Bleh. Although the last equipment failure, to replace my broken keyboard, didn't work as well as I would have liked it to, since all it ended up getting me was a crappy, much older keyboard, whose keys must be pounded, and which feels slightly slimy to the touch. Yet, this keyboard is usable, and my old (newer) one was not. So I guess there's that.
My mom always shopped at a regional chain grocery store called Marsh Foodliner. Isn't that a great name?
When I was a kid, my mom shopped at Red Owl.
There's a big grocery store in Wisconsin called Woodman's.
I used to shop at Woodmans in Madison. Or Woodmans East, as maybe there was more than one (I don't remember).
