Saturday, April 7, 2012

to market I go (phoning it in.)

 My friend Rae is a blogging fiend and ridiculously good at photodocumenting her life in her blog- Say it Ain't so. Ordinarily my life is just me dressed in business casual waist up, jammy pants waist down watching Ellen and drinking a route 44 sweet Tea. No one needs to have that photodocumented to believe it, it's pathetic and not really something the public needs to see.

Since I wrote all morning for a music review I was asked to do for my friend Jessica's blog, I am kinda  phoning this one in. I thought I would let the photos speak for themselves.

 They recently rebuilt one of my favorite stores, McKay's Used Books/DVDs/Music emporium of awesome and I was really excited to see its new digs. To be honest I just bought a bunch of gifts and for myself a copy of the first CD I have ever owned.

you bet your ass I sang along every word on the way ever song that I haven't heard in 15 years.

Probably the best things, though, were the things I just stumbled across...

we found the rules of Fight Club scribbled in serial killer handwriting near the Chuck Palahniuk books

this was one of the more disturbing children's books we stumbled across. Nothing good can come of this.
 Because we were in the area [Tangent: Is it weird that I have lived in the Nashville area all my life and never really travelled further west on Charlotte Avenue that the White Bride Road intersection? I have lived in a bubble. In my mind, civilization stopped there. Newsflash: it does not.] and because I had never been there, we went to World Market. After being momentarily awed by pretty scarves and candelly contraptions and shiny teakettles, I saw the real reason for coming, the FOODS OF THE WORLD! I came home with a sack of oddball cookies, cucumber wasabi dip and foreign sodas. Here are some of the things I saved for next time.
I couldn't even look at these without dry heaving

mmmm....salad cream....tastes like pourable sunshine.

I didn't buy these because they were $4.49, but they are the cutest hippo cookies ever.

In foreign countries they usually put a photo of the main ingredient on the front. Kinder is German for children. I am afraid.

Jamie really really really wanted to buy this.

...and this.

Edible bandaids, of course!

part of me wanted to buy these just to see what they were. there was absolutely no explaination.
Ok. That's about it. I also watched some Storage Wars and ate some Chick Fil A, but that needs no photographic proof. Its just sad.


  1. I buy a lot of my PEZ at World Market.

  2. i love world market! i always leave with a bunch of random food, especially the japanese stuff. yummmm

  3. Choc-Aids: the healing power of deliciousness.

  4. Make sure that guy who got zombie-face-mauled in Florida gets non-edible bandaids. He's already had it bad enough.


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