They have firetruck, and policecar carts at our local Hy-Vee. They are pretty nice for kids.
Jayne: We was just about to spring into action, Captain. Complicated escape and rescue op. Wash: I was going to watch. It was very exciting.
'Shindig'
Natter 37: Oddly Enough, We've Had This Conversation Before.
Off-topic discussion. Wanna talk about corsets, duct tape, or physics? This is the place. Detailed discussion of any current-season TV must be whitefonted.
Gudanov - Aug 01, 2005 10:37:36 am PDT #4675 of 10002
Coding and Sleeping
Calli - Aug 01, 2005 10:38:45 am PDT #4676 of 10002
I must obey the inscrutable exhortations of my soul—Calvin and Hobbs
to provide a few child-sized shopping carts that adorable little future shoppers could push around along side their parent
Harris Teeter used to have those. Come to think of it, I haven't seen them there the last few times I've shopped. Huh. Just the ginormous carts shaped kinda like race cars, where the kids can pretend to steer. I kinda like those--they make the kids happy, yet keep them in a parentally controlled space.
DXMachina - Aug 01, 2005 10:39:09 am PDT #4677 of 10002
You always do this. We get tipsy, and you take advantage of my love of the scientific method.
I think they require the use of regulation bats in MLB.
As long as they're wood.
Atropa - Aug 01, 2005 10:39:36 am PDT #4678 of 10002
The artist formerly associated with cupcakes.
I'm imgaining that Jilli leaves Whole Foods one day with a small child and cart who have accidentaly gotten caught under Jilli's hoopskirt
I'm wearing mostly knee-length petticoats nowadays, so that's not as much of a danger as it used to be. There is one used bookstore, however, that I had to do a cat check at before I left. The store cats thought that trying to escape under my hoopskirts was the funnest thing ever.
Zenkitty - Aug 01, 2005 10:41:54 am PDT #4679 of 10002
Every now and then, I think I might actually be a little odd.
I thought it was a Northeastern thing, shoving change and bills and receipt at you and then expecting you to get out of the next guy's way. I don't recall that ever happening down South. I hate it. I hate it almost as much as I hate the people who meander through parking lots as if they were the only people on Earth.
brenda m - Aug 01, 2005 10:42:00 am PDT #4680 of 10002
If you're going through hell/keep on going/don't slow down/keep your fear from showing/you might be gone/'fore the devil even knows you're there
The store cats thought that trying to escape under my hoopskirts was the funnest thing ever.
I'm finding it pretty damn entertaining, so I can see where they were coming from.
sarameg - Aug 01, 2005 10:45:52 am PDT #4681 of 10002
The store cats thought that trying to escape under my hoopskirts was the funnest thing ever.
That's hilarious, if a little disconcerting, I imagine.
I think the exit interview ate the officemate. 2 hours and counting now.
Cass - Aug 01, 2005 10:47:49 am PDT #4682 of 10002
Bob's learned to live with tragedy, but he knows that this tragedy is one that won't ever leave him or get better.
There is one used bookstore, however, that I had to do a cat check at before I left. The store cats thought that trying to escape under my hoopskirts was the funnest thing ever.They'll never think to check under the perkygoth foofiness... It's too cunning a plan to fail again.
::peeks up at Jilli checking her hoopskirt for strays::
Curses!
It may be the migraine meds talking but, yeah, funny.
Connie Neil - Aug 01, 2005 10:49:13 am PDT #4683 of 10002
brillig
I'm imgaining that Jilli leaves Whole Foods one day with a small child and cart who have accidentaly gotten caught under Jilli's hoopskirt.
"Excuse me, funny dressed lady? You've got my kid under there."
Do security people ever think you're trying to stash things amid your petticoats?
JZ - Aug 01, 2005 10:52:40 am PDT #4684 of 10002
See? I gave everybody here an opportunity to tell me what a bad person I am and nobody did, because I fuckin' rule.
The store cats thought that trying to escape under my hoopskirts was the funnest thing ever.
Only because it was.
When we were at Borderlands Books on Saturday, every time I squatted down to look at a book on the bottom shelf, Ripley the hairless cat would try to crawl under my swoopy black cape. The magically vanishing and reappearing fabric cave just thoroughly entranced her.