Gf and I are on our way to Jersey tomorrow where we will visit with her family, and I will endure inevitable comments about the 5 lbs I've put on since they last saw me and the shortness of my latest haircut. And then we are going shopping for clothes to wear to a wedding. Which will probably necessite a trip to the dreaded consumer industrial complex known as "the mall", where vendors of useless plastic-coated baubles, purveyors of cheap made-by-underfed-toddlers-in-some-ungodly-hot-country clothes jostle with mongers of deep-fried-carcinogen-coated-lard-pellets for my attention by liberal use of fluorescent signage and inventive fonts.
I expect that by the end of the day, I will bear a rather striking resemblance to my favorite prosimian, above.
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