April 2, 2014
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tuna fish
Walmart Wednesdays are always a lift.
First, we deposited checks at First Farmers and First National. Then, lunched in Subway. We both had tuna fish sandwiches, mine loaded.
The socially challenged checks his Facebook app, waiting for Mary to go away.
Mary ran into some church acquaintances. I touched base with Houston Walls. He lost his wife to cancer last year. I suspect Walmart is keeping him together.
Houston Walls restocks the bananas.
Absolutely, positively prohibited to photograph Walmart employees.
On our way home, we stopped at Sullivan's to pick up our income tax forms. Looks like I'll have to pay some this year. Bad news in a way. Good news in a way. I must have made a profit.
We watched Safe (2012) from Netflix. Everything you'd expect from a Jason Statham flick.
The tuna fish was heavy for me, so I skipped supper and headed down to the outpost.
Tracy has asked me to write a post on what exactly the "outpost" is. Maybe. We'll see. I'll have to think about it. For the time being, let me just say, Tracy, the outpost is all you imagine it to be, and more. It's an idea, a concept, a feeling. Don't ask me to demystify it, just yet.
Objectified sentiment dies. Love analyzed, turns to ashes.
Good luck this evening. A deer, then a manly specimen of turkey were startled to come upon me gazing into the horizon. I was the intruder. Too bad my camera was not at the ready. But, I mistook their rustle through the brush as made by squirrels. Shouldn't have. I can now distinguish one from the other, if I really try.
69.9 °F, clear.
Comments (9)
Yes, we are the intruders in nature. lol We area messing with their land. They were here first. lol
I avoid Walmart. lol That place scares me on weekends.
They have great pries that is for sure.
Always love your photos.
I guess we all have an outpost. Mine is Starbucks.
frank
Every life needs a little mystery. Did you get caught taking the photos?! I hope not. Houston Walls looks like a nice guy. I hope he is doing well.
Love your super-sneaky Walmart photos!
Those bananas look good and tasty.
The bananas and Walmart probably are keeping Houston Walls together -- and visits from his friends, too! How nice to have such a wonderful outpost where you can enjoy the wild!
I too was hoping for an explanation of the outpost. But I really can appreciate your statement: Objectified sentiment dies. Love analyzed, turns to ashes.
I may want to quote you someday!
Thanks for your comment on my post.
I was taking pictures in our local grocery store when an employee came up and asked me to stop. Store policy. Sure....
That sure is a lot of bananas! I hope they get bought and eaten soon, they are already yellow and will soon spot. Here they tend to put them out still rather green so when you get them home you still have a few days before they get too yellow or spotty. Once there, they become banana bread.
I like looking at Walmart people sometimes too. There are a lot of average folks, but also some extremes like in the book People of Walmart. We used to have one greeter who was an elderly man who always made me smile because he wore the most unique hats... Shaped like a chicken or a hotdog, or a jesters hat. Eventually the corporation asked him to stop. Sad.
yes, don't tell her what the outpost is.
tell the banana man that;
I wish he would teach the teenager at our Walmart to NOT slam dunk the banana bunches at our store. LOL
ps funny you should ask about our police here in our town? well, their SWAT vehicle was parked right in the parking lot across from Chafin and the SWAT truck was broken into and robbed.
LOL
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