Category Archives: shopping

Capitalism attacks with tiny sharp teeth

This post on Albany Craigslist got yanked down, but it stayed on my RSS reader. It was from a few weeks ago, but the sit­u­a­tion is get­ting even more ridicu­lous as Christ­mas nears.
“It would be nice to be rich,” my dad mused. “I would buy all of the robot ham­sters avail­able and then donate them

Universal remotes, Walmart, Albany

Have you ever wanted to bat­tle the rest of your fam­ily for channel-flipping dom­i­nance? With this handy remote con­trol multi-pack, you can.

Toy guitar, Target

It’s pretty enough, but seems weird somehow.

Like an electric blanket! For muffins!

I stopped by a church garage sale over near SUNY on Fri­day evening.  I didn’t buy this bun warmer, but it made me smile for some rea­son. I like say­ing “bun warmer.” I also really love the avo­cado cof­fee per­co­la­tor in the back­ground.
Most of what was at the garage sale, like this bun warmer, seemed

Can’t a sister get a hard drive?

I wrote about the Cir­cuit City hard drive inci­dent for this blog orig­i­nally, but decided to post it at (my now for­mer) work instead.

What would Stephen Colbert say?

I found this on post-Christmas clear­ance at A.C. Moore.  It con­fused me profoundly.

You can, however, time travel to 1987

The fol­low­ing is my visual trib­ute to this blog post.

A pocketful of orchestras

I’ve always liked iTunes, even with the DRM non­sense, but these days I’m hooked on the Ama­zon mp3 down­loader thingy. Being me, I got hooked when I learned about the free mp3 sec­tion, and then started notic­ing actual decent deals in the music you can pay for. That’s how they catch you, dude.
A friend of a

Fake Plastic Trees

I was going to get a mini Christ­mas tree for the apart­ment since AJ took hers with her, and saw one that’s pre-lighted and made of pink tin­sel at Michaels. This idea appealed to me because I have either won­der­ful or ter­ri­ble taste… I’m never sure which.
I ran the pink tree idea by my

Oh, memories.

I had a lot of fun think­ing back and try­ing to remem­ber some of the sil­lier things I did while mys­tery shop­ping for this post for work. I don’t remem­ber where the idea to do the post in the first place came from, but it made me remem­ber why I don’t mys­tery shop any­more.
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