Some grocery stores make no sense to me. I never understood why cheese is so far away from milk, both usually require being cold, both are made out of the same stuff - at least usually. And then there's the carbonated water - two aisles away from the sodas. And then you have the toilet bowl cleaner - an aisle away from the toilet paper, yet the trash bags are in the same aisle as the toilet paper. Wegmans makes no sense to me. If it wasn't for their meat and cheese selection, I think Giant would've put them out of business by now. The cheeses are right next to or near the milk, even the parmo. Stuffing is at the end of an aisle near the poultry. They actually STOCK Bisquick. And Giant is as cheap if not cheaper than Wegmans, and its sad that here, Wegmans is actually reasonably priced! Almost everything is cheaper than at Wegmans, but not by far. It's not like Acme, where a small bag of cat food costs as much as a big one does elsewhere. Let's see, 7lb for 10 at Acme, or 18lb for 10 or so at either Wegmans or Giant. Give me a break. A 7lb bag should not cost more than 5. Proportionally, it should be 4 or so. But oh well. And you ever try to get a Wegmans Shoppers Card? They don't make it easy, its like opening a bank account almost! I'd venture to say that 995 get the cards only so the store isn't ripping them off with the "price without card" prices. Anyways, enough of my Wegmans rant. My Aussie readers are lost.
So what's going on in your corner of the world? Read anything interesting today? Or even better, change someone's life, or at least lighten it? I've been accused of over pampering before, but I don't think that's possible. Whether it's a software developer who truly cares about making the users happy and putting out the finest product (shouldn't he be complimented a time or two at least?) or a friend who stands by you when you're not exactly good company or are having a blonde moment and can't seem to figure out the simplest tasks, we all need words of encouragment now and then. I'm just more than happy to do it, that's all.
On the cat front, Nimbus must've gotten in a good boxing match with Uncle Curzon, as he has a good gash on the outside of his right ear. Luckily it didn't QUITE go all the way through, but it's liable to leave a scar. But as I was giving him his morning scritchies today, I noticed there's a little nip missing out of his left ear! How did the both of us miss THAT injury!?! And why does my prince have more battle scars than my alpha cat? It seems like the worst that happens to my boy is some fur gets pulled out. So either he's a good defensive boxer or Nimbus just hasn't learned how to protect his head yet. In either case, a cat doesn't learn and hone their skills without using them! Well, except my girl... She'll run from most boxing matches, but when Curzon doesn't get the point that she's not in the mood, watch out! She's the bad@ss with the fishhook claws!
Anyways folks, off I go for now, I've got two more blogs in the wings but I'm suddenly not in the mood to write much. See ya'll on the flip.