I rarely give a crap about the latest internet crazes, but the newest one PostSecret is fairly interesting. It's an artistic grouphug.us. I even want the book, though I can't understand how it's being released. Don't some of those postcards constitute copyright infringement? I can't see the Walt Disney Company agreeing to let them use Mickey Mouse's image on a postcard about jerking off uncontrollably.
My postcard would look something like...
So I decided half-an hour ago (it's almost 4 a.m.) that I didn't know enough about global warming. I mean, I read newspaper articles about it regularly and my Oceanography textbook in college had a few chapters on it, but no scientific studies. So I started Googling around and came up with a paper discussing the debate in the scientific community, on whether or not global warming is responsible for the recent rash of hurricanes. I read through it and what I pretty much took away is that:
a) I love being a parent but it's a bit lame to be at home on a Friday night, reading scientific papers.
b) I should not be reading anything even remotely scientific at 4 a.m. My brain lacks the ability to process it properly at that time. In fact, at 4 a.m. I shouldn't read anything more mentally taxing than a candy wrapper.
c) I could however, still write this post. And mess with Photoshop a little.
Geo and I hit up the mall today, to kill time while we waited for something to be repaired. I went through a few of my old retail stomping grounds, but wasn't very interested in anything so we moved on to the kids' clothing stores. A few things about shopping for kids' clothing:
1. Is there no market for parents who DON'T want their daughters to be dressed like miniature hoes? Every store we went to seemed to consist of Paris-Hilton-type pleated miniskirts or pants with words written across the ass. Because that's exactly what some 7-year-old kid needs right, a reason for grown men to stare at her ass. I know, I've bitched about the assword shorts about a hundred times.
2. Upon further consideration, I must correct myself. There are stores that sell decent clothing for kids. Gymboree and Baby Gap have decent clothes, but to buy their stuff you need to take a second mortgage out on your home. Apparently, as a parent you have to pay double for those extra inches of fabric to cover your child. One pair of jeans I scanned at Baby Gap cost $32. For something that uses about as much fabric as a dinner napkin. Shameless. And it probably took that little Honduran boy only 8 minutes to make. So that would be SIXTY-FOUR DOLLARS to get the girls each a pair. They'd just have to share one. Whoever's turn it is to wear the jeans, that's the kid that gets to come along with us that day.
3. Children's shoes can be appallingly ugly. I saw a pair today that looked like a cross between Birkenstocks and mary janes. I guess they're for when little hippie children have to go to a formal dinner. Rich little hippie children, because each pair was about 50 bucks.
4. Wouldn't you think that the people who work at children's clothing stores are nice? Most are assholes though. Especially the ones who work at The Children's Place. When you ask a salesperson there a question, they can't respond without sighing and rolling their eyes first. That's if you can get them to speak to you. Apparently, answering questions about the clothing they sell isn't part of their job description. This might be exclusive to crappy malls like Newport though. They probably smile at The Children's Place in Short Hills.
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