Lessons From Target

• So much store, so little me remembering what I needed.
• I was pretty sure there was something else I needed, but I don't remember what it was.  Oh well, I'll just wander the store for an hour trying to think of it, by which I mean standing in the electronics department playing with their video games.
• I definitely cheer on small children begging their parents to buy them bouncy balls.
• Buying Magic cards at Target means I can sink no lower.  Well, except for buying them at Wal-Mart.
• Why am I contemplating how Target can improve their inventory system and their price-check kiosks?  I have a job!
• Pepsi now apparently offers at least three ways to consume its products twelve ounces at a time: regular can, "skinny" can, and small bottle.  This seems excessive.
• It's probably a bad sign when you suffer a five-minute crisis of conscience over a Lego set you really can't justify spending $40 on, but it looks so cool.
• It's probably a worse sign when you survive that only to fall victim to another, only slightly cheaper, Lego set.  It was called Gateway of the Squid!  I had no choice!
• I am so many different kinds of terrible at saving money.
• The great thing about leaving the store right before it closes for the night is that the parking lot is nearly empty, and I can feel even fewer compunctions than usual about yelling "WHEEEE!" as I run the cart back into its parking stall.