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Its been quite the month... and its still winter.

I can't believe that its been almost a month since my last blog post. It seems like a lot of has happened in that month.

I spent a week in Upstate New York, a long weekend in Chicago, worked some crazy hours, dropped a class because 70 hrs a week of work and school wasn't awesome.

So I'm down to one class, working less than 50 hours a week and looking forward to Spring. Since I bought a heater for my garage its made working in it on the weekends a little bit nicer, so I've spent a little bit of time on my motorcycle. Just waiting for my newly ordered saddle bag brackets to arrive and I can start working on getting those mounted.

While I was in Chicago a buddy of mine introduced me to an awesome record store that had a pretty good selection of used CDs. So naturally I raided the Jazz section and picked up some BB King, Coltrane and Theloneous Monk CDs.

Oh... and I want to get a record player now too... so that is on my list of things to acquire for the basement... and records to play on it.

I have a Valentines day story I'm going to tell when I get a moment to write it... suffice it to say... FTD might be a lot of things... but a flower delivery service is not one of them.

Until next time...

Untitled Post

This post is Untitled... in that it does not have a title. Although, I guess by calling it Untitled is, in fact, giving it a title.

I am sitting here next to my fireplace, listening to Jazz Moods: Cocktail Party and enjoying every note. I highly recommend it. Its a great collection of various artists, a perfect evening album to just relax to... and maybe blog a little.

Another great album jazz album to listen to, is Chris Botti: When I Fall in Love, especially if you like the jazz trumpet. He just makes it sing. Its a wonderful album as are many of his. I first heard Chris perform on Stings 2001 album, All This Time. It was a real departure from his normal work and had a very heavy jazz influence. I would highly recommend giving it a listen to. It wont' be time wasted.

I truly feel that jazz is one music that has helped to some extend shape who I am today. Now I didn't grow up in a musical family, but I loved to listen to all kinds of music. I went through my rap phase, heavy metal, pop, independent and some truly random stuff. But nothing ever jumped out at me the way jazz did. I know that is a pretty broad statement, but by jazz I include, blues, jazz fusion, and other off shoots of the jazz genre.

So I'm sitting here thinking and relaxing from a crazy week so far. Kind of mentally exhausting and its nice to kick back and let my mind wonder. Of course I wonder to a dimly lit smoky jazz bar, with the band playing in the corner. The drinks are strong, the music floats over the crowd like an intoxicating lust. You can almost smell the excitement, the passion, the anticipation for the next song. Everyone dressed for the occasion, little black dresses... men in black slacks with a which shirt slightly rumpled from the day. A vodka martini in one hand, a cigar in the other.

Friends getting together, couples spending the evening out... romance in the air. This is jazz.

#jazz #stingjazz #chrisbotti #stingallthistime

How Jazz Calms My Soul

Several years ago, close to 15+ I would say I became a fan of jazz. In the years that followed I became a HUGE jazz fan. I've been to a number of jazz festivals and plan on attending new ones over the years.

Here are a list of places that I've been fortunate enough to experience some great jazz.

Burlington, VT | Red Square | Three Needs | several others I can't recall the names of at the moment.

Indianapolis, IN | Slipper Noodle | Indy Jazz Fest

Binghamton, NY | Lost Dog Cafe

Fort Wayne, IN | Club Soda | House of Jazz & Blues | Columbia Street West

Chicago, IL |Chicago Jazz Festival | Various bars & venues I cannot recall at the moment.

These are the ones that come to mind as I'm writing.

When I think of jazz, I think of an old smokey bar, with a jazz band in the corner or on stage playing while people sit and stand around drinking real drinks and letting the music speak to the soul.

It is one the one genre of music that can instantly calm the storm in my life, and take me away to a place. A place where I am sitting in a smokey bar, tapping my foot to the beat of the snare drum and high hat, while drinking my gin & tonic.

A place where the saxophone cuts through the air, and pierces the consciousness and takes it away. Where the cigarette smokes lingers in the air, and hearkens back to a better time, a simpler time.

Jazz is so pure, spontaneous, innocent yet guilty at the same time.

I think over the next several weeks I'm going to write a series of blog entries focusing on jazz and its various forms, some artists and ways to experience it at its fullest.

Babys First Picture...

So I'm on Facebook today when someone made a comment about how creepy it is for a couple of post an ultrasound pic of there first baby. I've seen ultrasound photos... they aren't the best pictures. Kind of wavy... gray... low resolution. Its like taking an underwater picture a night with a cell phone from 1995.

But then someone commented on it on the post... "Do I know the fetus?", obviously asking if she knows the couple or parents. But it struck me as odd calling it a fetus.

I know its the PC thing to do... to refer to unborn humans as a fetus. But I can't bring myself to devalue human life like that. Because the sole reason we no longer refer to unborn children as babies is because we want to feel good about killing them.

No one wants to suggest killing a baby is ok, so they stopped calling it a baby. Instead of of not killing them... that we still do... we just call it something non-human.

But I guess, if Planned Parenthood is going to kill 300,000+ babies a year we have to stop calling them babies. Because if we acknowledge they are babies, then it stops being abortion and starts being genocide. And since this is America, we don't commit genocide... we do "Family Planning".

Don't get me wrong, I'm all for birth control (not free government birth control), but access to cheap market drive birth control. But I can't wrap my head around abortions for convenience, especially when it reaches 1,000,000 babies over between 2009 - 2012.

So lets stop calling unborn babies a fetus... and call them what they are, a baby. Lets bring the human face back to... well... humans.

Shop Local.

Every Thanksgiving / Christmas season (yes on this blog we still call Christmas by its name), Fort Wayne promotes shopping local with Holiday Fest. Its actually quite the event sponsored by local business, the City and the Downtown Improvement District.

Its a really cool vent that not only encourages community, brings family and friends out to enjoy the Christmas season but also intends to promote shopping local. Which I wholeheartedly support. Being a former small business owner I know how hard it is to attract customers versus the larger more well established competitors.

I am quite proud of Fort Wayne and its variety and plethora of small businesses all over the city (and the county for that matter). I truly believe that Indiana as a whole is one of the best places for a start, of virtually any kind, in the country. You might ask yourself... why would Indiana be better than say... Illinois or Massachusetts, or some of the other states with larger more robust cities.

Well here is a list of the qualities I think that Indiana posses and should continue to leverage to attract small business as well as more big business investment:

Low cost of living couple with a high quality of living.

Right to work state.

Cheap and easy high speed internet available in all midsize and larger markets.

Home to several major universities including Purdue, IU, Ball State, and more.

It is much easier to start a business in Indiana than most places in the country. Less regulation, more help and information readily available for those who want to start a small business.

Community oriented state.

I think this last one is maybe one of the most important. Indiana is still very much community focused and I personally believe it makes us stronger. We encourage and support local businesses, want to see our neighbors succeed.

So this Christmas season, lets promote and support your neighbors and friends, shop local, buy local and eat local.

You may be surprised how much you enjoy it.

Trading Spaces...

"Thousands protested in Ireland and parents cried out in India after a miscarrying woman died having been refused an abortion. The laws have to change, Irish physicians say."

Reads the headline on MSN News regarding a woman who died because she could not get an abortion. This event has become a lightning rod for the Irish Pro-Abortion movement over the past day or two, and it made me wonder.

Has our society come to where we can so easily trade a babies life for the mothers? Every day I hear of legislation the world over where we are protecting women and children.

Whether its food aid in Uganda, Somalia, or parts of the middle-east. Medical clinics are going up the in the most remote villages to help the women and children.

Yet only in the interest of protecting the children who make it to birth. It used to be that a babies life was most precarious in the first few weeks after birth. Now it seems the most precarious part of the journey are the first three trimesters.

We have watered down the Pro-Abortion / Pro-Life debate to a womans right to choose. I fully support a womans right to care for her body, obtain reasonably priced preventive care, and more.

But when we have demoted a baby to being nothing more than a mass of tissue and DNA until it has fought for nine months to get out and take that first breathe... something has derailed.

Read the full article here:

http://news.msn.com/world/parents-slam-irish-abortion-laws-after-daughter-dies

The Calm After the Storm...

Its been 10 days since I've watched the news, read more than a passing news article or really watched much TV. That last time I watched more than a few minutes of television or spent much time on political sites was Election Day.

I'm burned out.

I'm cooked.

This election took it out of me. I was as passionate about it as I've even been in a presidential election, if not more. But more than that I felt that it turned friends against each other, more than I've ever experienced before. While I was and still am disappointed in the outcome, I was glad it was over.

I feel that this presidential race really demonstrated a new low in American politics. We watched the leader and possible future leader of the free world argue about Big Bird, pets, who drives what car, strive to pretend to not be rich, accuse successful people of fraud and the list goes on.

It was embarrassing. It was embarrassing to see how our society has turned against itself, success, hard work, and achievement. Its embarrassing how the masses are so easily swayed by a mispoken comment, facebook memes, and SNL skits.

It is time for the people who live in this country to be aware, to be informed.

When We Attempt to Fit Into a Category

I can't take credit for this blog, as I'm commenting and reposting something from another blog by Donald Miller, an author I've really enjoyed reading.

In this particular entry he writes about what we lose of ourselves when we try to fit into a specific category, like a denomination. After reading it I realized that I have felt this way about the modern day church for sometime, but never identified with it in this way.

I encourage you to read his blog and see what you think:

http://storylineblog.com/2012/11/15/what-you-lose-when-you-let-people-categorize-you/

#donaldmiller #storlineblog.com

The Dilemma...

I currently drive a 1999 Infiniti QX4, and I love it. I bought it 2 years ago and have loved it ever since. Its a great vehicle and would recommend it to anyone who is in the market for a good used mid-sized SUV.

I picked it up from a neighbor who was upgrading to something bigger. It is totally loaded with leather seats, power sunroof, Bose stereo w/ 6 disk changer, tinted windows, side rails, pretty much anything you could get in 1999. So here I am driving it around and since its paid off, naturally I've been thinking of getting something else. Not because its a good idea, or financially sound, but because I get bored with cars.

So I've been doing some light to moderate research on different vehicles, and here is my dilemma... its actually a couple of them rolled into one bigger one (I find it easier to organize my dillemas that way).

I really want another SUV, but should I get a more fuel efficient car?

Should I get a brand new vehicle or go with a used one? I'm not an advocate of getting a brand new vehicle unless I can commit to driving it for a long time, like 8+ years. That... is a lot of commitment.

I don't particularly enjoy owning/driving a car as i like the bigger engines, 4x4 option, and being higher up off the road.

But I must admit... cars are a lot more sportier than they used to be and that is kind of alluring. But I like having space to put stuff in the back of an SUV as opposed to the limited trunk space a car offers.

That being said... as I look at used or new cars and options, features, and quality I've run into a bigger challenge. Finding something that has all of the options I currently have. I didn't realize just how spoiled I've become with all of the options I currently enjoy, and that they they really add to the price of newer vehicles. So I'm working out if I want to get something that has more basic features (which really shouldn't be an issue) or spend more and get something fancier.

Of course quality plays a big factor in what I end up purchasing. The Infiniti is a really high quality vehicle... even for as old as it is.. it looks nearly brand new inside and out. The interior is made of high quality materials and nothing is rattling, coming loose or looks like it was just glued on.

This alone means my options are really narrowed down to Honda, Toyota, or Nissan (as I can't afford european SUVs like Audi, BMW, and/or Mercedes).

After a few months of research I think I've narrowed it down to the 2005 Nissan Pathfinder (or newer) or a 2005 Range Rover (or newer).

2005 Nissan Pathfinder

2005 Range Rover

I'm planning on holding off until next year to buy anything as I want to see what the economy does and get some more money saved up.

Being a Liberal... It's Gotta Be Easier

Since I've been old enough to vote I've participated in every single election cycle. During that time I have supported the Republican party both with my vote, my time, and my pocketbook.

But that being said, I'm beginning to feel that being a Conservative is really just not worth the effort. Its honestly a lot of work, seems to wildly unpopular, and its mentally exhausting. Quite frankly, it is a really time consuming to have to keep track of so much information.

I watch the news, and read almost anything put in front of me from both ideologies. The longer I've been doing that, the more I read and understand I have come to the belief that is is much easier to be a Democrat these days than a Republican.

You see, Democrats have everything pretty much lined up so its just much more organized. They have the very best communications team (ABC, CBS, CNN, & NBC) so it makes quick, easy, and efficient to get information to the masses.

They have the support of some of the brightest minds in modern day society like Lady Gaga, Angelina Jolie, Vladimir Putin, the insane lead of Iran, and so many others wonders of the world. Really who wouldn't want the support of the short insane guy from Iran?

But the best part of being a liberal, is its easy. Its actually really easy. You don't have to remember any facts, as they are irrelevant and unnecessary. Who needs facts when you have network news channels? You don't need to worry about hard questions because no one will ask them, and if they by chance accidentally do just deny any knowledge of the situation.

Hurricane Sandy was just a dust up... Libya was just a peace march... Afghanistan is just a field trip... that has lasted 10+ years. It gets better, because everything is "free" for Democrats and they graciously want to make it free for everyone. Free birth control, cell phones, homes, healthcare, money, and yes... even cars.

Of course its not free, its paid for by those who don't get free stuff. But that is beside the point. The point is that its free.

So I'm going to stop standing up for unborn babies, lower taxes, the ability to choose my healthcare future, the right to protect my family, and just become a liberal.

That way I can stop reading, get free stuff, and gladly hand over all of my money to someone else to manage for me.

#liberals #beingliberal

The Unfortunate Case for Politics

Politics... we love to hate it and we hate to love it. Its like watching a trainwreck, its going to happen, we can't stop it, and at the same time we can't help but look.

I must admit political races, this Presidential race notwithstanding, get my near undivided attention. From the local city council all the way to the top post I can't help but keep up on what is going on.

Something that I have noticed about this race that I've never noticed in previous races is the animosity between different ideologies. I think it would be over simplifying it to label it Republicans vs. Democrats or Right vs. Left. I think we can thanks social media for making it so easy to show such a disdain for other belief systems without needing to take responsibility for what we say.

We post links to other articles and defend it by saying "well I didn't write it, I just posed what someone else wrote" or "I can post whatever I want on my Facebook page" and so on. Those responses are all true and to an extend valid.

But on the other hand, its eliminated the need to have a real conversation and reduced our thoughts to snippits, posts, and snide remarks that we don't have to defend or backup.

Where opinion blogs have become fact, as we don't do any fact checking ourselves, memes are the new slogans, and photoshop is the modern day news editor.

Why can't we sit down with our friends and even though we disagree still have a meaningful conversation? I admit, at times I really have no idea why people vote or believe the way they do but I most certainly try to. I can' call someone who embraces and different ideology than me a moron, mental midget or worse.

Because chances are they they don't understand why I believe what I do. Have I drawn a straight line in the sand in my political beliefs? Not really. Am I more concerned about the fiscal state of our nation more than I am about our social issues? Absolutely.

Admittedly that is because I am not concerning myself with the moral or legal standing of abortion or gay marriage. I'm much more concerned about our national debt, fiscal policy, taxes and the financial future of this country and my life personally. Because in my opinion social issues will not matter if we are bankrupt.

But I think its important for us to not let the politics get in the way of our friendships and relationships. Because in 4 days it won't matter too much, everyone will have voted and things will be set in motion which can't be undone.

But we'll still need our friends around us, long after the pundits have gone off the air and the politicians have finished up the business of the country, city and community.

#politics

Is that first cup of coffee in the morning important to you? For me, its a crucial part of my day, it sets the tone get me off on the right foot.

I work about 50 hours a week in the IT field so at times its demanding and others its more relaxing, but mostly demanding. And I love every minute of it. I can't explain it... the early morning phone calls, crisis situations and middle of the night pages are the exciting part of the job.

There is something about getting up for work, making that first cup of coffee and watching the day wake up. For a brief moment all of the outside distractions are still sleepy. The day is still innocent hasn't been corrupted with election coverage, or news of the war.

It is my goal to take the time out of my morning to stop and enjoy the quiet.

#morningcoffee #cupofjoe

Living in the Abstract

In today's world so many things are counted in the millions and up... US population around 300,000,000 the national debt is around $16,000,000,000,000, number of unemployed and underemployed is around 23,000,000 depending on the day.

It is so easy for us as a society to stop viewing the issues as affecting real people, individual people when we are presented with information for the masses. The national debt is a dollar amount so far beyond our wildest comprehension it means almost nothing to us... its millions of nameless faceless people discussed on the news and on the internet.

But what happens when 23,000,000 million unemployed stops being 23,000,000 and starts being a friend, relative or neighbor? It becomes a very real thing when we filter out these big numbers and start looking at our community, friends, and neighbors.

These tests keep getting harder and harder...

About a month ago I got a new job, and as suchI had to take a test... its a test I've taken many times before and always passed... but nevertheless I get test anxiety when I need to take it.

The test every male in America fears... the pee test. One of the few things most guys can't do on demand... pee in a cup with the door open and a nurse standing outside waiting... with rubber gloves.

I think back over the past 15 years... did I do anything that might make me fail... what about that coffee I drank? Is caffeine considered a narcotic yet... because if so I am not going to fare well.

So last night I started preparing... it starts with the mental prep... I focus... I've gotta psych myself out. I can do this... in the morning I'm just going to walk into the lab... tell them I need to take a pee test. I'm confident... focused... I can do it.

After the mental prep comes the physical prep... drink liquids... pee in a small cup. I get home from work... fill up about 7 water bottles and grab a shot glass (it seemed to be about the right size for a pee test). My regiment goes like this:

· Drink bottle of water

· Run to bathroom, calmly but quickly unzip and pee in shot glass. Must reach the top of the island logo.

Much to my chagrin... I was only successful 4 out of the 7 attempts. Change of plan... drink more water, but hold it until the test in the morning. Yeah that will work.

I refill all 7 bottles and try again.

Its about 10 o'clock and I'm getting tired... but I still have 2 bottles to empty... and I'm kind of getting a cramp in my pelvic region... I really need to pee. I manage to down the 6th bottle.... now the cramp is really starting to scream... it hurts to get off of the couch... if I sneeze I'll probably pee myself... may have to sleep in the basement.

Its time to cowboy up... finish the 7th bottle... I do it... it takes a few minutes but I manage (I spilled a little on my shirt).

I think my appendix burst... can't stand up but it hurts to sit down. If I sneeze, move my left hand, or turn my head to fast... it won't be good.

I army crawl to the to the bedroom (this must be what Vietnam felt like), because at this point I'm pretty sure my appendix has burst... this is not going how I planned.

Somehow, I manage to get into bed, I'm in a full blown sweat holding my side (or where I'm pretty sure my appendix lives) rocking back and forth. I just need to hold on until morning when I can go take my test.

The night passes, I wake up in a bit of a fog... the cramps have subsided I'm feeling better... oh wait... the cramps... have... subsided. UH OH. I can't tell if I sweat through the sheets or... its something else. Either way the plastic on the mattress saved me... time to take a shower. Not the best start to a day.

On my way to work I realize I have to start over... hopefully my training and test prep works in my favor. I start out with a large coffee... that should be good. I get to work and an downing the coffee... when it hits me... COFFEE DEHYDRATES YOU!!! So I'm drinking something that will cause me to absorb the water! Nooooooo!

So I start drinking water... lots of it. My 11am I've emptied the water fountain... and still don't have to pee. Damn coffee... its taking up the water. Well regardless its time... I grab one for the road hoping it'll be enough... I don't really need to pee... I'm getting nervous. I empty the water for the road before I'm out of the parking lot... guess I'll stop at the gas station and grab another one.

I get to the clinic with my paperwork, ID, and half empty bottle of water... I'm nervous... I think of that time was 12 and I ate a dandelion and wonder if it will mess up the test. What if I can't fill the cup.. oh wait... it'll be small... like the shot glass I trained with. The nurse lets me in and we go to the staging room. This is where I empty my pockets and stuff. She asks if I'm ready... I told her I trained all night for this... I'm good (using my best false sense of bravado).

She looked at me funny...

She opens a drawer and says I can pick out my very own cup. These are not regular cups... these are clearly not shot glasses from the package store. These are basically Nalgene bottles... I'm never going to be fill this up! I'm not sure I could have filled it up last night. I'm going to be in the bathroom all day... I'm going to need an IV... oh God... what am I going to do. I look nervously in the drawer...

I then offer up a hair sample instead... she looks at me and kind of laughs...

Wrong drawer... whew... that was close! I get handed the right cup.. normal size thank God.

She points me to the bathroom, I'm good to go... my confidence is back... just how I practiced. Wait what...? Leave the door open...? But there are people walking by... I can't pee with people walking by...

Gotta cowboy up... just do this.

Set the cup on the floor... aim (close one eye for better accuracy).... this is never going to work. This sucks....

All of the sudden the flood gates open... now I need the Nalgene bottle... oh shit... the cup is almost full and I'm not even close to being done. I could provide samples for most of my office at this point. Now I have one leg on the sink... I'm holding the cup, calling for the nurse to come get the sample (she doesn't) so I have to hope out of the bathroom INTO THE HALLWAY, give her the sample without dropping it. Seat pouring down my face... I'm kind of a mess.

I need to get back into the bathroom before my appendix bursts... again. I turn around... hope back in and wrap things up.

The test is over... all in all I would say there was room for improvement... but in the end I think I passed.

If you happen to be familiar with the author Donald Miller, this is his blog. He is a great author and speaker.

A Single Guy in a Sams Club World

I recently purchased a Sams Club membership... if you haven't been to Sams Club its like Costco only not as awesome. But anyway... they sell tires and since I drive an SUV tires are kind of expensive. If I bought them at Sams I would save about $200 less my $35 membership fee. So I signed up. And a few weeks after getting tires I decided to try and grocery shop... this is that adventure.

4:30p leave work and head over to Sams... full of inspiration and excitement. I have more than a small cabinet I can store things.

4:35p I arrive at the store, find a prime parking space, grab the perfect cart, and proudly remove my membership card from my wallet to show to the retiree at the door checking to make sure I am worthy of entering. I am.

I start down the right side of the store... I'm focused and organized... I don't want to miss anything. Of course I bypass the electronics and furniture... not to be distracted.

I get to the section with cleaning supplies... I'm tempted... but I can't think of a use for 5 gallon jugs of Draino. Not to be deterred I move on.

I get to the dog treats thinking I'll get Jenny something. My only options were a half cow and 300 lb bag of dog food. Turns out the half cow was just bones, but I had to retrieve them myself... that's weird.

Next I"m to the baked goods... its like a light shown down from heaven. 200 cupcakes for only $20... I was almost fooled into buying... but I knew that I would only eat the first 35 before I was sick of them and would throw the rest out.

Then I found the bread and bagels... 2 loaves of bread for one low price... now thats something I can get on board with. I've officially made my first selection at the Club. Two loaves of bread for the freezer... my mother taught me that. The bagels are calling me name. They are perfect.. .2 packages for one low price. They are the size of a lawn mower tire... not sure I can fit them in my freezer... but I can feed a family of 4 off one of just one. I pass on those for now.

I might need to look into a freezer chest.

I get to the meet section... now I'm psyched... steaks, hamburger and brats for the grill... they are calling my name. I find the packages of steak... smallest one is 33lbs... not sure what I can do with that much steak... I'll see what my others options are. I look around and discover that its 33lbs or the other half of the cow I saw earlier. Not to be deterred I look at hamburger... they only come in 70lb tubes. They double as truck weights for the winter... not sure what I can do with that much hamburger. Getting a little bummed so I look at brats... looking good. Smallest package is 24... what the hell and I going to do with 24 brats in one package? I'm starting to get frustrated so I move on to the deli.

Cheese & lunch meat... in 3lb packages... awesome... I can start my own Subway when I'm not on call. Moving on.

I happen upon the pre-made dinners the deli makes, pop them in the oven and boom... I have baked chicken with spaghetti... sounds good. Enough for 3 people... score! Dinner tonight and lunch the rest of the wek.

I stroll into the freezer section... lots of great snacks... but I'm trying to stay away from the 11lb packages of cheese sticks... I have those at home I won't need to worry about buying toilet paper. I find the frozen fruit... blueberries.. awesome... love me some frozen blueberries. 4lb bag... don't mind if I do. In the cart if goes with my 2 loaves of bread and ready to bake chicken dinner.

I get to the produce... don't need 3 stalks of celery... or 12 bell peppers... but then I find something I've never heard of... a Pluot. I stood and stared at it for a while because I wasn't sure what it was. Then I realized its a plum + apricot fruit thing... basically its a the Frankenstein of fruit. I move on...

I get to the condiments... and see the A1... so excited... love me some A1 with my steak... it comes in two 1 gallon bottles... I don't eat that much steak. I'm starting to get depressed. Further down the isle is mayo, mustard... I close my eyes and walk until I run into the wall.

Ok... we're on to paper towels and toilet paper... NOW WE'RE TALKING! I find what looks like nice soft toilet paper... I'm not sure since they asked me to stop testing it in the aisle... that was weird. So I got the small package... 36 roles... that should get me through the month... especially since I passed on the cheese sticks. And paper towels! Nice big package... 24 roles... I have enough I could hand wash the entire outside of my house and still not run out. I'm squared away.

Feeling better about my shopping spree I head to the check out. I get to my car... and load everything up.. feeling like I met Sams head on and came out victorious.

6:30p I get home and unload my goods and am very much looking forward to my chicken dinner. I get everything put away and start reading the instructions for preparing my meal:

Microwave: Put in microwave for 9 minutes. Oven: Do not use oven as temperatures vary.

It hits me... I bought a big ass microwave dinner.

I hate Sams Club.

#samsclub

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