Kevin and I were on our way to Barnes and Nobles to get some frappies this morning, and he asked me if I wanted to go to Toys R Us. (Or to Kids R Us to buy some shirts. That made me laugh.) I said I used to like going to Toys R Us when I was a kid, but now I like going to Shnucks. Grocery Stores give me the same feeling of woderment that toy stores did when I was younger.
When your in college and you don't have a lot of money, going to the grocery strore is a big deal. Sometimes I won't even buy anything, I'll just look at all they toys - I mean food. And all the other stuff - shavers, lotion, drugs, beer, and my favorite lotions. I love looking at all the different kinds of lotions. There's a ton. I mean so many different kinds. It's America baby, and I'm in love with it. All the different lotions represent choice, which is what America, in my book, is all about. I have a problem making choices is my life. It's not that I'm stupid, it's just that when you live in America you really can't make a bad choice. Can you? Everything will work itself out in the end. In the history of societies, this is the closest we've come to a utopia. No matter how bad you screw up you life, you can still turn it around and make good in the end. Look at the president. A lifetime of drugs and failure, and now he's the President. That is so cool. I'm like President Bush, I still don't know what I want to do with my life. Someday I might become president. I don't know. I'm graduating next semester with a degree in journalism, not to shabby considering I don't like writing facts. Or interviewing people.
Sometimes I get the feeling that St. Ives can save the world. Their products are so good, I get the feeling reading the back label that the "ingredients" of their products might just contain the secrets to save man. I identify with the name St. Ives. It sounds almost holy to me.
He swims. He gnaws. He builds dams. He moves us with his intelligence and grace. He is the Wily Beaver. And he is here to INTUBATE us all.
Monday, August 12, 2002
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