Ahhh... Wal-Mart at midnight.  What fun, what fun.  Actually, it's much less scary there at that time, because then, you are really only dealing with the creepy employees, not the employees and the mass of white trash humanity.

Here are some random thoughts that entered my little bald head as I scurried the aisles at midnight last night:

• Oh look!  Decent parking.  This is going to be a GOOD Wal-Mart trip.
• Why is there an old person greeting me at midnight? Shouldn't he be in bed right about now?  Damn, I really should plan for my retirement now, so I don't have to be in Wal-Mart when I'm seventy, greeting the dredges of humanity at midnight.
• I wonder why I don't shop for clothes here more often?  Oh.  Yeah.  Because they are horrible and cheap looking.
• Really?  Vinyl pants?  In a ladies size 26?  What were they thinking?!
• I wonder if Promise would like a pair of those?  Nah... too cheapie/trashy looking.  Good to know they're here, though... if she ever wants that look.
• Must be getting close to huntin' season... there's more camo in here than at Fort Hood.
• My LORD.  Does that shirt actually have a picture of a deer, along with the words "born to kill" emblazened upon it?
• OH MY GOD!  Do they REALLY need to put the lice shampoo on an endcap?  I really don't know if I want to shop in  a store that needs to have that stuff so readily available.
• Oh, look, that crappy Weird Al movie is on DVD for ten dollars.  My uncle, the smart one who's a doctor, swears this is among the best movies ever made.  I must own it.
• Look, shoe polish.  My shoes really are starting to look neglected and stuff... I'll get some polish, and might as well get the nice brushes, too.
• Oh shit.  This means I need some sort of container to put all my shoe polish stuff... over to the Rubbermaid aisle I go...
• Damn, for shit that's all plastic, this Rubbermaid is expensive stuff... oh well... it lasts forever.
• I wonder what time it's getting to be?  Dayum... almost 1 am?  I should get home...
• How in the HELL did I spend fourty dollars in here?  I just bought a DVD, some cleaning stuff, the shoe polish... oh well, here's my card, Mr. Late Night Wal-Mart Cashier.

I really didn't need anything, but I ended up buying lots of stuff that... well, I needed.  You know how it is!

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Well, for all my talking about it, I've decided not to go to Dallas this weekend.  I just would be pushing it money-wise, and if the damn hurricane will go away, my sister and her hubby (and the baby of course) won't be in Dallas anyway... they'll be on some cruise somewhere.  That cute, cute baby has better vacations than I do!

So, I'm again going to stay close to home.  I think I'd like to go to Esther's Follies in Austin, and perhaps spend some time with some friends in Austin.  Should be fun.  I mean... you read this site... don't I always manage to have fun?!  Damn Skippy.

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