364 Days . . .

and counting. I've had a blog for nearly a year. Birthday is tomorrow. I suppose I will have to mark the occasion with some sort of celebration.

Poor, poor George. I don't recall ever empathizing with a tv character the way I did last night with poor George. He needed some Origins "No Puffery," some Rohto menthol eye drops, a Spicy V8, etc. Poor guy. Alright, I know he brought it on himself, but, well, ouch.

I nearly got in a car accident on heavily trafficked Riverdale Road yesterday. Riverdale Road has to be one of the best examples of a complete failure of urban planning. It is a nightmare. What nearly caused my car accident was seeing a stand alone Macy's in what used to be, maybe, a Walmart. I kid you not. I'd never seen anything like it.

From there, I attempted to have lunch at Warren's at the north end of Riverdale Road. It's been there ever since I can remember. I loved their fries, lime rickeys, and even remember having a marshmallow shake there once when I was quite little. I speak of Warren's in past tense now because it was being demolished. I need to research whether it's a remodel in progress or something much worse.

After my arbitration I went to Layton Hills Mall. Teen stores galore there. Anchor Blue, Aeropostale, Buckle, Zumiez, Pac Sun, Hollister, Hot Topic. Seriously, the median age of shoppers there must be 20. But that was okay with me because I was looking for a pair of Billabong plaid pants. (No luck.)

I'm hoping for pool weather tomorrow.

Today's Song: Still Alright, Adam Merrin

Incidentally, I searched for this song on-line last night for at least half an hour and it was nowhere to be found. Today, it's everywhere. Including the artist's myspace page where you can stream it. See here.