. . . in Britain.

Oh, well. Back to the old drawing board, then.

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God hates shrimp.

Gays, He's easy-going about. (See "prostitutes, hanging out with.")

Shrimp, He hates.

Via Reynolds.

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Jeff Harrell is. Me, I think they're kind of cute.

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His insight? Target can be beat. His proposals: remarkably specific.

Via Insty.

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Glenn links to the trailer for Why Wal-Mart Works, and Why That Makes Some People Crazy.

I'm just as perplexed by the hostility. After all, the same people who complain about Wal-Mart very often make regular runs to Costco, where they buy a little more than they need to for the sake of getting the best per-unit price (storing the excess in their larger-than average homes).

People on restrictive budgets, of course, can't afford to do this. Apparently my anti-Wal-Mart friends would prefer that they live in (even greater) material deprivation, buying fewer products from overpriced local stores. Glenn:

I prefer Tarzhay myself for its more upscale ambience, but my discomfort with Wal-Mart is purely aesthetic, and I think it's odd that some people see it as evil incarnate. [ . . .] I think there's a class issue: Wal-Mart is unavoidable evidence that the American working classes don't think, or live, the way the American thinking classes want to imagine. For this sin, Wal-Mart can never be forgiven.

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My Nancy Drew mysteries from eBay. Some liberry was getting rid of them until the nice lady in the northwest rescued them; they're marked "DISCARD"!

They are all the revised versions (the 20-chapter format) that were supposedly purged of racism/guns and "refined" in the 50s/60s. I'm pretty sure those are the editions I read as a child: in my day, all Nancy Drew books had yellow spines (these have violet spines).

So, eat your heart out, Hubris. I'll soon be re-reading:

The Mystery at Lilac Inn (1961)

The Clue of the Dancing Puppet (1962)

The Clue of the Velvet Mask (1953/1969)

The Hidden Window Mystery (1956/1975)

and The Mystery of the Brass Bound Trunk (1976)

Then I'll save them for my little girl, so she can have a warped notion of female identity and a fascination for All Things Criminal, too.

("Mom! Your work is so derivative! You can't decide whether you want to be Michael Connelly or Dorothy L. Sayers. I mean, at least get the hard-boiled/tea cozy distinction down. And all that gratuitous sex is just gross!)

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