Last Sunday's paper had a two page glossy insert from Sam's Club, inviting non members to come in and shop one time without joining up. I haven't been to Sam's for nine years. Living alone,I have no need for large quantities of stuff. When I got my last Sam's card, it cost $25.00--now it's up to $40.00 a year, so I passed on that and got the one day coupon approved, got one of those battery carts and went to look at everything.

Actually I didn't find anything I couldn't live without, but since I was there, bought a humongous package of Bounty paper towels and another humongo of toilet paper, and two large boxes of garbage bags. I use a lot of those three items. The Bertolli olive oil was a bargain, but I already had some. I also got a jar of marinated asparagus spears and a jar of marinated mushrooms--those were a pure indulgence. As a one day guest, you had to pay with cash or certain credit card only. Of course they don't bag anything, which I don't like.

Before leaving stopped at the snack bar for a slice of pizza and a coke. A woman sat down at the end of the table, and said "I'm going to get a hot dog." I nodded, she got her dog and said "I'm going to put relish on it." Her back was to me, and she said "I'm gonna put some mustard on it to."
I thought she was talking to herself until she pushed her hair back and I saw a Bluetooth wrapped around her ear. Now I knew she was speaking to someone, but why on earth would anyone want to know what she was putting on her dog?

At the next table an elderly couple was talking. The man said "We need another sainted man like Billy Graham so bad, to pray for this president we got, who's leading us down the garden path, straight to Armageddon." His wife said "It's just a matter of time--all the signs are here."

It may be nine years before I'm back at Sam's again--it's an eighty mile round trip after all. But if the end timers are right the end of the world may preclude that anyway.

susil