So, does this make me a snob?

Yeah; I was wondering as I wander aimlessly and most usually with a purpose when it comes to our 'hood, aka McKinley Park where I happened upon an old friend. Now, by no means am I Mizz North Shore La-dee-dah where I trot aimlessly and/or w/a purpose in designer clothes often...but I do have 'em. Nor am I judgemental if I happen to wear and notice Walmart, Target, etc...clothing. Actually, them there regular department stores have come a long way w/fashions. They don't last as long as say...you purchase them at Macy's or what have you...but they're nice! In fact, I found an exquisite pattern of fabric at the fabulous Jo-Ann's. It's that elastic type of top w/a decent length of fabric to just measure out, cut and sew together to make a rockin' sun dress...it's black w/huge cherries on it; V. Rockabilly, I tell ya! Anywho....It was well over $4 bones a yard...I put it into my mental file as I wandered over to Walmart who sold the EXACT SAME FABRIC for a buck .99!!!!! Groovy deal, dudes; I bought ten yards as I wish to make a mommy and me dress set for me and the wee bairn lassie...

But I digress:

So, trekking along w/the zoo I happened upon an old friend. We start yakkin' away when suddenly a couple of dudes walked up to us and were walking an enormous Neapolitan Mastiff. How do I know such details? Uh, that's Hagrid's dog from Harry Potter...anywho....the two dudes who were impressed w/my doggie knowledge and ended up being father and son were dressed......uh, how shall I say this delicately? Like a couple of homeless dudes...and they stunk. Badly....I felt like the snobbish dude at Chez Paul in the "Blues Brothers." "May we get another table from those...men? They smell. I mean...they smell...bad." That's how I felt. And the son who was well in his 20s had....no teeth, and as he spoke going on impressed with "how did you know" questions a-constant about my doggie knowledge...let's just say I just about fell over w/that stank. Whew...Now, I am NOT holding against him nor his father, who looked equally gross; but at least I go out in clean clothes; not stankin' all up and breathin' on folks! Come now; have a bit of dignity, peeps. Futhermore; the reasoning behind all this silly judgemental-ness (is that a word? Snicker....), the son had approached me on his bike last winter asking for $2 bucks or a smoke.....which I obliged (the smoke, not the moolah).

Anyway....just rambling...have a lovely day! It's going to be 85 degrees F in Chicago today....March 20th....2012. Crazy, baby!

BTW, thanks to all w/suggestions re: putting muzak on my new 'droid. Turns out our Toshiba is a chick, and was just tempermental. I had tried plugging her in....and no dice. All of a sudden she want's to cooperate.....

Perhaps she had her period.