So I was walking out of Wal Mart (not because I WANTED to be there, but because Wal Mart was the only place in town to find a particular item that I need to have for our upcoming show…)

and I drew near my car. Two women were exiting their vehicle, and as I passed I heard one say to the other, “This is my FAVORITE store in the world…Wal Mart.”

I almost paused, mid-stride, and stared, but realized that might be slightly rude. I go there because I have no choice. It was astounding to me that people go there because they just loooooooooove it.

I fear for the human race, when the end-all and be-all of shopping becomes Wal Mart.

Oy!