I went grocery shopping the other night at 10.30 and, when picking out cereal, had the overwhelming urge to buy peanut butter Cap'n Crunch. But Associated didn't come through for me on that score. So I got the new flavor of Special K--cinnamon pecan. I love pecans. I finished the rest of my shopping, then stared at the cereal wall for a while longer and debated getting Cinnamon Toast Crunch, but decided against it. The next morning I poured myself a bowl of new Special K, and guess what?!?!? It tastes like C.T.C!!! How crazy!
That same trip I overheard a woman who must have been actor talking on the phone about plays. When she was done, I overheard her as she was starting at the yogurt wall, thinking she was all alone, sing "You don't have my yogurt...."
That is all. For now.
2 comments:
It's weird, because I could very much see you singing quietly to a grocery store the words, "You don't have my yogurt."
Are you sure you were looking in a mirror?
It was a time-warp mirror. I hope, 15 years from now when I'm that lady's age, that I'm still wearing awesome sneakers like she was.
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