I’m still digging out from my two shortened weeks where work drama and air travel threatened to destroy my sanity. Hopefully with the dawn of a new week and a fresh perspective, my blogging schedule will resume. Call me “Charlie.” In the mall where you can find Speed Boat Tigger, you can also find this Technicolor carousel. At first glance,
Image courtesy of Zappos.com I got new shoes this past weekend. They’re not for summer, but they were a buck. How can anyone pass down shoes for a dollar, especially when they’re Rocket Dogs? No one.* With my awesome shoe find still in recent memory, I’ll confess that I love shoes and own way more than I wear. DSW and
Like most writers, I’m a bibliophile. And like most bibliophiles, I spend a lot of free time where all things books lie. The place I haunted with the highest frequency was the now-defunct B Dalton in the mall with the Dunkin. The bookstore wasn’t large. It was the size of a shoe store, actually. But it carried most new releases
Yesterday in the comments section, I mentioned how the mall has a massage place. If you’re like me, your brain instantly takes you into the gutter at the word “massage.” This place used to be in the middle of the mall floor with two chairs but within the last month, opened up in a space that used to a few
In my town, we have two malls across the street from each other. Neither are impressive, but one does have the DMV, so I guess that’s useful. The other has Dunkin, which is necessary. So necessary, that I’m there every work day. (Except during our boil alert.) The Dunkin in the mall opens at 6, which is uber convenient since