Monday, January 2, 2012
Urban-commie love: Discovered the co-op twelve (walking) minutes from my apartment where all the non-mega-chain bulk foods were hiding! Mingling amongst modern hippies and well-to-do folks, I scoop local wheat flour into a bag in rhythm with “underground” music that someone probably pirated for my above-ground shopping pleasure. I lust over a neighbor’s perfectly groomed beard and glide around aisles in knock-off heels without anyone around making a snooty face at me. Might this be my local sprout utopia where no one cares which parts of our lives are the posing ones?! Sacrilegious heaven? Maybe until my little eco-friendly bag begins to biodegrade into my hands because they are slathered in heavenly-smelling-skin-softening-cream-chemicals, courtesy of some P&G  brand. OH no, I will be found out! I hurriedly inspect a “natural” deodorant and the bearded guy chuckles to his friend, “Yeah I stopped wearing that junk years ago.” AGH I will never be as organic as he is! Defeated, I present my new co-op member card then pull out my Chase credit card so I can earn “points” courtesy of other people’s debt interest. That is not so neighborly of me. Walking out the door, one more glance at bearded guy shows that he is now playing on this iphone 5. HA, caught ya heartlessly destroying the Democratic Republic of the Congo! Since we are all contradictions, maybe you want my number? Peace grain ethical milk? C’mon man, I am a gem.

Urban-commie love:

Discovered the co-op twelve (walking) minutes from my apartment where all the non-mega-chain bulk foods were hiding! Mingling amongst modern hippies and well-to-do folks, I scoop local wheat flour into a bag in rhythm with “underground” music that someone probably pirated for my above-ground shopping pleasure. I lust over a neighbor’s perfectly groomed beard and glide around aisles in knock-off heels without anyone around making a snooty face at me. Might this be my local sprout utopia where no one cares which parts of our lives are the posing ones?! Sacrilegious heaven? Maybe until my little eco-friendly bag begins to biodegrade into my hands because they are slathered in heavenly-smelling-skin-softening-cream-chemicals, courtesy of some P&G  brand. OH no, I will be found out! I hurriedly inspect a “natural” deodorant and the bearded guy chuckles to his friend, “Yeah I stopped wearing that junk years ago.” AGH I will never be as organic as he is! Defeated, I present my new co-op member card then pull out my Chase credit card so I can earn “points” courtesy of other people’s debt interest. That is not so neighborly of me. Walking out the door, one more glance at bearded guy shows that he is now playing on this iphone 5. HA, caught ya heartlessly destroying the Democratic Republic of the Congo! Since we are all contradictions, maybe you want my number? Peace grain ethical milk? C’mon man, I am a gem.

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