I was in line at the grocery store...

A ten for ten dollars sale on shredded cheese had sent me on a mad buying binge. There are 20 lanes at the Kroger's. Two of them were open. I could have used the self-checkout, but that thing is my enemy. I spotted Danny's housesitter Heather stocking up on Slim-Fast shakes and Diet Pepsi. There were ten packages of cheese and five boxes of brownie mix in my cart. I think we're living very different kinds of lives. I wanted to catch up with her and ask after Danny, but the person in front of me would not accept the fact that her check would not clear because she had insufficient funds in the bank. Those stupid new electronic devices make it damn hard to kite checks like the good old days. She was wearing low-rider jeans and a belly shirt that bared way too much belly and showed off a tattoo. Some little kid with her was calling her Grandma. And she wasn't a hot grandma, she looked like a regular grandma. Just in lowrider jeans and a bell shirt...with a tattoo. And she couldn't get her cigarettes. Bummer...