Wednesday, October 25, 2006


Lala is my mom.
She says stuff.
She gives advice.
As dutiful daughter I take notes.
Today's tidbit was:
Trader Joe's is evil.
How so, I ask.
They have all this yummy cheap gourmet food that is going to make me fat, she says.

Ah, well, just wait until they get their liquor license and start carrying the Two Buck Chuck.
Then you'll be a fat drunk.


  1. It is wonderful that you pay heed to you Mom's font of wisdom. Of course after two buck chuck arrives her wisdom could become a bit skewed.