As for TJ's, my thing is the frozen tamales.

Mmm, mine was out of the cheese and green chili ones last time I shopped. I really wanted some. Oh well. Another trip...

I don't put the grocery bags in the trunk.

Neither do I. Unless I go grocery shopping with P and she drives. Then when we get back here, I quickly pop my trunk and transfer all my bags there so she can leave.

My TJ's is tiny, with no kids, and pretty reasonable behavior. And a hot clerk. Sorry.

I have so many TJs (at least 3) that I don't remember what any of the clerks look like. And I've only noticed really cute kids.

The nearest TJs is at least twenty minutes away, if not more, and I haven't gotten there yet.

I do hope there's a JA lookalike, though. That would be awesome.

I actually don't know if I would call this guy hot precisely, but I definitely flirted with him by accident.

I definitely flirted with him by accident.

Honey, please.

The nearest TJs is at least twenty minutes away, if not more, and I haven't gotten there yet.

Twenty minutes? That's like an eye-blink by California-driving-standards.

You know I don't flirt! This is why I can only meet guys online. But anyway, my inside source says all the ladies love this guy.

This is why I can only meet guys online

::sigh:: I flirt just fine. Doesn't help.

Neal Caffrey is sweating on my screen right now. Good job.

Seriously, I did double-takes for months when not-Ackles started working there. And then he said he wanted to spray Cell-Phone-On-Speaker lady with a water gun when I rolled my eyes at her. So that won my heart.

Oh, and there's a new guy at the comic shop who is ridiculously attractive, too. It's very disconcerting.