hey friends... sorry to all none of you who wrote me and said you were disappointed that i didn't blog yesterday. i was busy working on decoupage. i have to finish my project because then i can assemble the desk that i'm decoupaging and then i can unpack my own computer, which will be great. yes.

i just got home from walmart, where i purchased some shampoo, conditioner, and... yes.... of course... sun chips. i have to say that the mt. prospect walmart is one of the most ghetto walmarts i've ever been to. first of all it's just kind of strange because it's smack in the middle of mt. prospect, which i would consider the epitome of white american suburbia, yet ALL of the walmart employees are either hispanic or middle eastern or polish or SOMETHING ELSE. there's nothing inherently wrong with this, except for the fact that few of them speak fluent English, which to me would seem like an important job requirement for someone working in a predominately english-speaking community.

but nevermind that fact. let's skip forward to the walmart parking lot, where there as many stray carts as there are people. in fact, i wouldn't be surprised if the shopping carts have been breeding at an alarming rate, solely for the purpose of taking over walmart... maybe sam's club too. walking the distance from your car to the door, you see so many of these nomadic carts that it becomes hard to distinguish them from people. they start to look like they are conversing or making out. you're a little worried about them hitting your car, but since they've taken on an entity of their own, you're afraid to do anything proactive. you wander into walmart, where you are promptly greeted by the 92-year-old man that is responsible for saying, "thank you for coming! we're so glad you've ventured to walmart today!" but you know that if you walked right out and back in 45 seconds later he would say exactly the same thing to you, because he'll never recognize you from Adam. which is why HE should be out in the parking lot bringing the estranged carts back into the store. at least he would be doing something useful. and he could greet customers while accomplishing a task designed to REALLY keep them happy. unless he thinks the shopping carts are people too, and that's why he never does anything about them. which is entirely possible.

i'm going to let you in on an unknown walmart secret that no one else seems to get. if the lines at the front registers are long and you don't have very many items, GO TO THE ELECTRONICS DEPARTMENT. most people don't realize that you can pay for your merchandise there. you can, and you should. just buy a pack of batteries in the section, and then when the cashier isn't looking, dump the fifty items you wish to buy on the counter. they can't do much about it then... they have to get rid of the crap somehow. so they will scan it and you will go home hours before the rest of the naive walmart shoppers. just don't do this at my walmart when i go.