Say no to segues

I'm all for an "anyway," "and then," and "speaking of."

But when it comes to the mall cop method of transport, I say no. Sometimes walking is just a good idea.


p.s. thanks, Dlisted for the photo.

And the Paper Chase Continues

Green Economy vs Poopy Economy

It would seem toilet paper has gone the way of the holiday bonus, as today marks the end of the Seventh Generation quilted two-ply pape in my office bathroom, and the beginning of tissue-paper status wipery. Ah the brutality.

In a sign of stingy gifting to come, Duane Reade (yes, the pharmacy) is having friends and family discount days this month. If anyone's looking for ideas, I'm a fluffy Charmin girl, myself. Never one-ply. No butts about it.

Times is Hard

Of course synonyms for meltdown are inundating the airwaves and we all know the economy's in a slump. Don't worry, I'm not here to give some kind of personal finance advice, or wax economic on the latest bailout blunders. I am equally as ignorant and afraid as everyone else in the country. I have been noticing lately, though, some small and telling signs of these scary times.

"Let's not bring pen and paper into this."
Remember the Mitch Hedburg joke about receipts not being necessary during a doughnut transaction? Hilarious. But what about napkins? At Dunkin Donuts, and really, every New York City establishment, a stack of 15-or-so napkins came with every purchase. And any beverage (can of soda? bottle of water?) came in a brown paper bag with a straw. Excessive, maybe, but that's the New York way to which I've become accustomed. Those days are no more. Dunkins no longer gives napkins with a donut purchase. Not a one. And they don't keep their dispensers well stocked, so if you really want your paper prods, you've got to ask. Bodegas have put a cease and disist order on all straw-and-bag distribution, too. These may be slight, unimportant changes, but the absense of paper products in daily life is a noticable one. Espesh when one consumes doughnuts on the subway home from work, and ends up with sticky, glazy fingers. You're wrong, Mitch. Let's please bring some paper into this.

What changes have you seen in the way of everyday penny pinching?

If I Were a Rich Girl

Now that I have that song stuck in your head, I want to move on to jewelry. This matchstick neclace by Laure Lobdell has been stuck in my head ever since I saw it on notcot.com, my favorite fashion-hunting site. I don't know where they find some of their content, but the whole LL matchstick line (part of her Freebird collection) is adorable. Very punny.

Guess that's all for now, I just wanted to share the wealth. (or lack thereof).