The news is on in the other room. Someone was shot in the face. I hate when that happens....
As usual there are about a million things I want to write about. For one thing, I've been tagged twice, so I need to write those blogs....
Mike, I'm formulating the Ipod blog now...
But what I really want to talk about in this blog is Walmart and The Bachelor.
I don't usually go to Walmart, you know, what with Walmart being the devil and all. It's darksided!
But ya, today I had to go to pick up some supplies and I pull in the parking spot just in time to see the hilarity unfolding in the next row of parking spots (which I was facing)
Crazy lady #1 in a blue minivan had apparently stole a parking spot from crazy lady #2 in a red hatchback. Crazy #1 gets out of the car and Crazy 2's window is down and I notice crazy 2 has a crazy approx. 10 year old boy in the car with her.
2 accuses 1 of calling her a bitch. 1 laughs at 2 but says nothing. 2 says "did you tell me to go fuck myself? you go fuck yourself!" (I can see from my car that 1 said nothing) 2 drops the c bomb in a tirade that is too colorful for my blog. I am shocked and amused in my car. 2 drives off.
I get out and I laugh with 1 about how crazy 2 was.
Awfully foul-mouthed to have a kid in the car. But then, I was in a Walmart parking lot ;)
And The Bachelor....
My ultimate shame by proxy is that my boyfriend *loves* this show The Bachelor.
The show is painfully hard to watch. What is the fascination? Why is this drivel still on the air? And I assume all the women have to be either mentally ill crackheads or straight up famewhores, either one.
I know we all have out guilty pleasures but I just can;t get behind this show. Maybe one of the blogheads can enlighten me.... :)