When I was a kid, my mother sometimes dragged me to clothing and department stores at the mall. She dragged my brother by a rope.

I remember being less than excited about this, but I remember also eventually abandoning whatever tantrum I had on the roll-out and settling for ice cream promises and the comfort of a nearby chair – situated in some corner of whatever store we were at when said tantrum started. I had always assumed the chairs were for kids like me, kids who needed a place to sit and pout, or sit and whine, while we waited for The Ice Cream Dream to come true.

Later in life (today) I realized that those chairs weren’t really put there for kids. Sure, they worked for kids. A little butt is still a butt. Although a clothing rack is not a place for taking off your harness and pants (oh brother!)

The point is that I never really realized until today (maybe because I had been a bachelor ((biter-of-the lady-eyes)) for so long, until recently) what those chairs in clothing or department stores really represented: a conciliatory gesture, made on the part of the store, towards your everyday, tag-along boyfriend.

I should point out, before she reads it and bites my ears, that girlfriend of ibiteyoureyes is very kind and fair when it comes to shopping. I know she fights the urge to “do those extra three laps” when I am with her. And I appreciate it. The half an hour or so of browsing that I end up having to wait through if and when we shop is absolutely nothing compared to what other women (like cousin of ibiteyoureyes!) can do to a man and his patience in a mall, store, or shopping center.


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When Categories Collide

October 15, 2007

From a new season of The Office to the dual bows of CW NOW! and TMZ, there really are a lot of good things happening on TV these days. Sadly one of them is not a sex-filled Zombie crime-fighter show as CBS decided not to pick up Babylon Fields (there also doesn’t appear to be any truth to the rumour started right here/right now that the show is based on the I.L Peretz short story, “the Dead Town”). But even without zombie (from the Kongo nzambi god) madness and YS favorite Studio 60 (or, in German, Studio 60 on the Sunset Strip) the TV landscape is studded with all your favourite award winning programs. There’s also a new season of The Price is Right to look forward to. Though Dash was not initially in favour of Mr. Carey as host of TPIR, new developments have caused me to reassess my opinion of the ponderous comedian (and no, not the early reviews).

Drew Carey takes traffic seriously and wants to do something about it.

Apparently when not hosting game shows, Mr. Carey volunteers his time to alleviating commutes around the LA metropolitan area (or, at least making anti-gridlock advocacy videos about it). He even goes so far as to fly one commuter to work in a helicopter! In Drew’s opinion, highways around LA should be double tiered, and new tunnels should be dug. As a civil libertarian, Drew believes that the private sector should bear the cost of these new roadways, which would be built as toll-roads. While Libertarianism, like Marxism and Veganism, has probably failed as an ideology, Drew is correct that the US’ current transit expenditures are a joke, as the vast majority of transportation money goes to highway funding and highways can receive upto 80% funding from the Federal government while transit can only receive upto 50%. Without an equitable share, mass transit will never have a shot.

One can only hope that Drew somehow manages to turn TPIR into a bully-pulpit for anti-congestion tactics. But at the very least, at least we have a better idea of why Drew Carey is the new host of The Price is Right: a god-like reverence for, and faith in, the market. It’s only fitting that he should be involved with one of its defining rituals.