Wednesday, February 13, 2008

grocery madness

Sometimes everything in the grocery store looks mildly absurd to me.

personal watermelon

"Is that watermelon?"

"I can't talk about it. It's... it's personal."

Is this for the times when you look at the wedge of pre-cut melon in the carryout case and think, "Hmmmmm... surely there's something with less watermelon and more rind"?

Or this:

chocolate trout

"Large mouth bass and chocolate! Two great tastes that... uh..." BELONG NOWHERE NEAR TOGETHER.

Life is like a box of chocolates, and love is like a chocolate fish? I don't understand this at all.

At least there's finally another president in the claw machine:


I couldn't read his tag! I can't tell which one it is. Washington? Jefferson? One of the John Adams? I worry that answers will not be forthcoming.

1 comment:

Nan said...

in honor of all the Presidents we've known and loved -- Happy Claw Machine Day.