No, this is not an Ani Difranco post.
Yesterday I went to the eye doctor at lunch time. They dilated my eyes. Driving home in the full sun yesterday was a blast. Short range vision blurred. Squinting through old pair of scratchy sunglasses jammed over my regular glasses. The works.
Hungry as I was, I decided it would be a good idea to drive through at Taco Bell. What was I thinking? I couldn't read the stinking board. Here's me: "Yeah, uhh.... ummm.... I'll have a..... uhhh..... Number 5?" Heck, I had no idea what a Number 5 would contain, except that it would have the same 5 ingredients that are in everything Taco Bell has ever made from the dawn of time. It ended up being Nachos Bell Grande and a hard shell taco. With a Mountain Dew. It's been a while since I had some Taco Bell and it was pretty satisfying. Now I don't have to go back for another 6 months or so.
Anyway, back at the eye docs there were about six blue haired ladies checking out frames were prattling on about Sarah Palin's glasses and how there had been a run on similar frames in recent weeks. Seriously. I guess it was better than hearing them attempt to talk about all those in-depth issues Palin's been parroting on the stump.
As my eyes were all out of whack from the dilating, I did not get a chance to really shop for frames, but when I go back I'm asking for some Harry S Truman frames. Now there was a cat with style.