Used to be right next door to the Home Despot, but they built a giant huge super mega maynards down the street. It has two levels, a pair of moving sidewalk non escalator escalators, a piano at the top of said escalators with occasional live music, and more groceries than piggly wiggly. I don’t understand why a lumberyard sells groceries, but the woman who sometimes plays the piano wears a skirt and the piano of course does not have a modesty panel. You cannot help but look up her skirt as you ascend the escalator, and I know she has been informed of this fact, so I can only imagine it is her intention. She plays a mean ‘Claire De Lune” though, so I’m not finking her out. Anyway, the store is farging huge.

The old maynards is going to be a Planet Fitness come jan 1. I thought, good lord, no, another expensive fitness place? Turns out it’s only $10 a month. Shit, I thought, that’s actually not that bad, I spend that on asswipe. Except you can’t pay except with a bank routing number (No cash whatsoever) so you have given them your number and it will take an act of congress to get them to stop billing you.

In actuality, I would mostly use the treadmill- walking is about all I can handle these days, though I might have been convinceable to use some weights.

THen I thought, shit, I can just walk around inside the giant new Menards. So I been doing that, just a couple laps around the store and I have a couple miles in, heated, indoors, clean and nice, and no membership. Of course I wouldn’t shop there of I could avoid it, they treat their people like shit. But I’ll use their heat as long as they let me.