Fresh back from ShopRite at 2:20am...

I went mainly to fetch $1.99 Turkey Hill ice cream. Why endure the idiot public tomorrow when I can go in the dead of night and be one of 4 people in the store? Of course, one DOES have to contend with the store shelf stockers at such an hour, but I don't mind them. They're doing their job in silence, i'm doing mine. I especially enjoy the extra loud music on at this hour. I loitered in the frozen food aisle long enough to hear ALL of Simple Minds' "Don't You Forget About Me," tapping my foot AND hand, even swaying side-to-side a bit. I yearned to hurl my frozen delight to the floor and recreate the video by busting a move, but I refrained. SHE SAID, LA, LALALALA. Christ, that song is such a classic. Every time I hear it, it's May 1985 again. Few songs are quite as evocative. Heavy sigh. WHEN YOU WALK AWAY...