just sayin'

lately, whenever my old man is out, he will stop at the grocery on the way home & pick up whatever random shizzle i have scribbled out on the list that is forever on the kitchen counter. tonight - it's popcorn & napkins & paper towels. he stopped for those three things: popcorn & napkins & paper towels. he has pretty much mastered the stopping part, but he's still working on the shopping part. while he was shopping for those three things, he called me two times to discuss the options.

he is becoming the superhero stops-at-grocery-man, but he is still overcoming his alter-ego: befuddled-by-options-guy.