Perhaps Riley Was a Bit Overdramatic

– OR – There’s a Fine Line Between Good Customer Service and Being a Creeper I’ve been a magnet for bizarre customer service this week. Granted, the first one I kind of had coming. That doesn’t make it any less creepy. I mean, just because a young couple in love falls asleep on a raft…

As a child, growing up in Ohio, I thought a potato chip was a potato chip. When you only ever eat one brand, you have no reason to think any differently. Then, I grew up, went out into the world and ate potato chips of all makes and models. One day, I came to the…

There was a man who worked at Central Market in South Lake, Texas. His job was a little awkward. He wasn’t a cashier or a bagger or a stocker. He was an attendant. Every time I saw him, he was positioned where the shelves of chips met the end of the chocolate aisle, midway between…

– OR – A Blog in Which I Share My Unsolicited Opinion While Complaining About Other People’s Opinions Busy. Busy. Busy. Lot of writing going on up in here. Which makes it hard to blog. More writing?, my mind thinks. You’ve written seven hours today. How about zoning out instead? Watch some Myka and HG. Look at…

Who knew that two random tweets back-to-back could say more than an entire spread in Newsweek? I never would have believed it… until tonight. Tweet 1 “‘I just want to say to the world: isn’t there any way you can get us food? Please, our babies are dying of hunger.’ ~a PK [Pakistan] flood-affected mom”…