So Saturday morning while I raked the lawn, Becky and Dad put up the Christmas lights. After we finished and had some turkey sandwiches, we all went shopping at Independence Mall (which got a Best Buy, Bob’s store, Newbury Comics, and a Hot Topic, for the ex-locals who care). I got some new jeans (505 regular fit, straight leg 34" x 34"), we saw “Santa Clause 2”, and I also got 2 new fluffy pillows and Jill’s Christmas present.



It’s amazing to go to the mall one day and having the parking lot be half-empty and to go three days later and have it be overflowing. Commercial traditions. Traditions developed and marketed by executives in corner suites in giant glass and steel obelisks. We all feel the need to go shopping on the weekend after Thanksgiving as if you don’t go then there’ll be nothing left. I dislike this season.