REtirement land has sucked for the past six hours or so... another PC crash. I am on on old machine I had to update and update and coaz and kick to get to my email and from there... an HOUR to get here.

I gave up on seekin employment until after the Stupidbowl on Sunday.... well... it may be Tuesday or later depeding on how good the "game" is.

Bobert... I got the shopping thing down as far as groceries go. I know the price of all staples and hundreds of items at the the big three. And, as fer big butts, well, I was a receiver-checker for men's and lady's wear departments at Kmart for two months as I replaced the r-cs of those departments the summer I was 17 years old. Wrote about it here before.... always got my work done no sweat and Mr. Miller, manager of lady's wear, would put on a blue light special and we would stand near the dressing rooms. Swimsuits specials and sun dress specials and HALTER & TUBETOP specials were my favs. The lasses would come out and say, "I need a man's opinion?" Mr. Miller would say, "You could easily wear a size smaller... probably two sizes smaller." You do the math!