If it ever occurred to you that the Lariviere/Mangiaracina offspring could have a serious moment, you were dead wrong.
True to tradition
Author: Merri Petrovits
I’m not asking for much.
Of all my God-given rights, the one I exercise most frequently is running errands without combing my hair or putting on makeup. Before each occasion, I throw on a scrunchie, grab my grocery bags and keep my eye on the prize: completing my shopping free from familiar faces, conversation and eye contact.
I don’t believe I’m the only one. Retailers have answered our quest to end human interaction with the self-service checkout. While my more socially-conscious friends will remind me that robot cashiers take away jobs from humans, I welcome them.
I have but one complaint.
Big Y, either lose the video camera with my zoomed-in face on the screen, or dim the fluorescent lights. It’s your choice.
“How YOU doin’?”
That’ll fix her.
We’ve all had days where we just plain didn’t feel attractive. It could be after a night of no sleep, a hangover, or a binge at McDonald’s.
I thought I knew the feeling well, until I met Millie, an 8-month-old cat in heat, surrounded by a house of neutered males.
Today she took a trip to TEAM, a mobile feline unit, where they spay and neuter cats in a van assembly style.
As for me, I think I’ll stick to a post-McDonald’s workout and trip to the salon.