Leather, tarts and a blackout

The theme for the day: Shopping! Mullé, the queen of all things motorized had arranged for a rental car, from the leasing firm Enterprise. A Chevy. Mmmm. Me approve. (we actually also rented a gps navigation system, but that chose to cop out on us a couple of miles out of SoNo. Total piece of garmin crap.) We drove to a place somewhere I've never been, where an outlet shopping mall had been built in colonial/disney style. Totally corny.

After a really nice slice of pepperoni pizza I found the leather store and I fell in love. Ask me about it. Bought some more stuff and made it back along the 95 interstate, where we passed a couple of Denny's restaurants. I'm probably not gonna go there, but I'm curious. On the way back I also conducted a McDonalds density field study, I'll look into the results soon.

Just stopping at ShopRite for a few things on our way home, we fell victims to a total blackout in the store, where I got severed from the rest of my group. Humid and very, very dark. And a heck of a lot of fun. Oh yeah and when we got home Mullé didn't dance for me, but she made a salad. I now know why Hurley loves ranch dressing so much. Oh yeah, and I bought Poptars. That word is so dirty, I love it. :-)