Saturday, August 25, 2007

Wednesday, August 22, 2007

chocolate guilt

The other night I ate something called a "chocodile." I think it's a cross between a Twinkie and a Ding-Dong. It was good, but not chocolicious. And not worth gaining 2 pounds.

The explanation

I got kicked out of Bashas' because I was doing a story about people who volunteer their time and drive elderly, homebound people to do their errands. One such errand that day was a trip to the grocery store. I had a photographer with me, so I was a little more obvious than usual. We got about halfway around the store before we were met with two store managers who told us very nicely to park it outside. we sat at the deli in the front and waited. Neither their photos nor their name got a mention in the story.

Thursday, August 16, 2007

Where You've Got a Friend

Today I got kicked out of a Bashas' grocery store

Tuesday, August 14, 2007

oh brother

Today while driving around in my parents' neighborhood, I saw a man outside his house with no pants on. He had a shirt. Luckily it was a long shirt. Kind of like a night shirt I guess. But mostly it's kids you see wearing night shirts, and really, this was kind of a button-down shirt. And he was no kid.

Sunday, August 05, 2007

Settling in Mesa

Starting tomorrow I will be working out of Mesa. It's a good thing, despite having to say goodbye to my beautiful desk and my two windows. And the loads of wonderful eating options available in Scottsdale. Mesa has The Sandwich Mile. And a reputation for bug problems. Yahoo!