My brother sent me this blog awhile back and it has some great reference of people "driving" their cars. It's interesting to see how the motor cars match the personalities of their conductors. Although, it's kind of frightening to see what people do and look like while driving. What's even more scary is to think there's a nut out there taking pictures of us.
At our house, Saturday is the day that we run all our errands, since the rest of the week is filled with us unwilling to leave the house.
Every Saturday, I like to treat my family to a nice breakfast. So we were off to The Marriott, where we enjoyed their continental breakfast. We're fortunate to live close to an area where there are several hotels in the vicinity. It gives us variety and it also helps with raising suspicion with the other hotel chains. After we filled our stomachs and our pockets, we fled the premises as the hotel manager chased us with a torch and pitchfork. He bid us farewell with the usual cursing and something about the cops, but we figure he says that to all his guests. Customer service is a sign of a good establishment, that's why we give them our business.
Then it was time to go to the library. Like my brother says, "You're never poor when you have a library card." Well, since my card was revoked, we just sit outside and watch others walk out with their bags full of media in hopes that someone might drop something. When we did have a card, I used to go to the reserved section and just take things that others had put on hold. That's how I was able to read all the Harry Potter books before most of the other library patrons. I guess you're not supposed to do that and it's cause for card revocation.
By midday we were pretty hungry again and we were running low on fuel, and there's no better place to fill your gullet and your gas tank, than at Costco. It's nice, because the parking lot lines are double wide, which makes it easier to siphon. Then it was inside to take advantage of the free samples. We slipped by the guy in the wheelchair checking membership cards and roamed every aisle, eating to our hearts content. It was a smörgåsbord of delicatessens. Pizza bites, fish sticks, chicken nuggets, cheese, crackers, and little smokies. It's like Chuck-A-Rama without the elderly. We don't like to do all our shopping at Costco, but there are certain items we like to get in bulk, like toilet paper. So we raided the restrooms and we were out the door.
You know, it wouldn't be a Saturday without a trip to our nearest home improvement center, so we hit the freeway to pick up our final odds and ends. Pickin's weren't too bad, we were able to salvage several ladders, two semi soiled mattresses, and assorted bungee cords.
We ended the day by relaxing in front of the TV and watched the end of the games of the XXIX Olympiad. That didn't last long since our neighbor caught us peering through the venetian blinds at their TV with our binoculars. Luckily, the houses where we live are really close together, so we simply went to the other window and had to settle for watching the 2008 Roofball World Championships. It's basically like watching the Olympics, but without Bob Costas.
