My favorite new invention may not be new or even an invention, but it is most defiantly cool. I came across it a few months ago while grocery shopping.
First, you need to know that my wife is charmingly anal about shopping lists. They are typed, categorized by food group and must, I repeat, must be followed to the letter.
So, as usual, I’m pushing my three-wheeled cart down the “chips/candy" aisle trying to figure out if she’ll notice that the words, “Large Snickers” have now appeared in crayon on the master directive, when I make a left into the produce section … and that’s when I hear it, thunder.
Thunder above the broccoli, thunder above the cauliflower, thunder above the carrots and jalapenos. Thunder and mist above the vegetables. A veritable monsoon smack dab in the middle Nob Hill Foods!
Who’d thought? How wonderfully creative, how very American, how do people think up this stuff? Someone has far too much time on their hands.
Speaking of too much time on one’s hands, how long have I been standing here? How many storms have passed through the avocados? Will there be lighting? Were those Snickers two for one? I gotta go … stay dry.
