Crazy Supermarket Baskets?

I don't know if I've mentioned this yet, but in addition to it being SXSW, it's also Spring Break for the school districts around here. So, in the midst of the craziest week of the year perhaps, Laura's not here as she and al of the other teachers are off partying on a yacht somewhere.

Those two coincidences are having a strange effect on me: when I went to the grocery store this week, all I bought was Hot Pockets, carpet cleaner, duct tape, and beer. Seriously.

That's a weird purchase to be sure, but Frito and I can top it. One time, we were at the Albertson's in Arlington and the lady in front of us bought exactly two items: a pack of Marlboro reds and an enema. The mind boggles. I almost wanted to pay for her purchase, just to be a part of the greatest shopping cart ever.

Anyway, due to all of the events of the week, I'm taking a particularly lax approach to the site here. I know, you didn't think it was possible for me to get any lazier with regards to the 'lash. The point of this site, much like life, is to surprise. That is why, dear readers, on my next trip to HEB, I'm buying shotgun shells and adult diapers.