Shopping Manager [link]

I like visiting the salad dressing aisle to be amused by all the varieties, then shaking up some of the ones that are in the bottle in layers to prove they're more gourmet/better/whatever than the pre-mixed ones. I tell myself that I'm curious to see how well/if they will re-separate, but really, I just like shaking them up. I don't buy any of them, but I like perusing. I go in with a list, sometimes I pick up something else if it's a good sale, and I'm perfectly willing to leave if they don't have what I want.

Doesn't look like it exists for the Android, -t, but I did look around at other shopping list software. What I have is pretty dumb and has high overhead--it keeps synching with the web, which would be marvellous if there were any way for me to modify the list on the web.

I hate the typing on the iPod, so not that.

There's bound to be something good for Android.

I miss the old Hot Shopper from back when I had to plug a phone attachment into my PDA, that had everything I wanted and not a ton of bells and whistles that I don't need. I will probably miss Shopping Manager when I inevitably migrate to an iPhone.

Wow! Now that's a dame. NSFW, it's Helen Mirren in Ken Russell's Savage Messiah from 1972, and she's looking practically Hayakesque.

Ralph's should totally release an app. There should be an app for that. An android app.

The app I'd been using before fancied itself a contact manager and other extraneous stuff. More bother than strictly required. Hopefully this will be tamer.

Those are great breasts, Hec, but I don't know if they're Hayakesque

The SO does it one further and looks at the sales and stuff on the web first, and then makes the week's menu plan based on what's on sale. He never comes home without more than 40% off. But I still have to go once in a while, because this is so me:

ISTG I can go in for three things, go right to them and not look at anything else, and somehow when I get home it's two hours after I left.

That I have to periodically go stand dumbly in front of the boxed tea for, like, twenty minutes. And still come home and think I made the wrong call. It's fucking tea, brain! It doesn't matter that much! You like tea! You'll drink it and enjoy it! It needn't be a federal case!

Anyway, what I came in here to say was, I finished my chores! Which is nothing short of a miracle because it included folding laundry and I even did the socks! Which included the socks from last laundry.

So, I am now shaving my legs and taking a shower and having a nice cuppa (herbal, no caffeine) tea and settling in bed with my Nook. I'm reading Twilight. Yes, I know, but I work with teenagers.

Those are great breasts, Hec, but I don't know if they're Hayakesque

Well, they're in the ballpark and what a beautiful park that would be.

Woo, Liese! I am proud of myself for being on top of the laundry, but I haven't put the towels away, yet. They are folded, but sitting on a chair in the living room.