Yesterday when Maureen, Ros and Norah stormed the shops in downtown San Luis Obispo, I had to follow along seeing that I am the cash box. I don’t mind doing a little shopping with the women folk, but I really don’t understand the process. After 20 minutes my nerves start to itch. My anxiety level builds. Just buy something, damn it.
Fortunately I was able to step outside, breathe some fresh air, and watch the first episode of the very manly Nimrod Nation on my iPhone. (Which is fairly ironic, if you think about it.)