H+M Photo, Man With His Hands In His Pants, And Still Digging Regina Spektor

Hello to all,
Here is a picture of people waiting in line at H+M on tax free weekend.

I also heard someone say to a companion, as they were walking out of the store, "It was almost like being in New York, and shopping there."

While I do like H+M, I fail to see the comparison!

Moving on.
I saw a guy at Richland College, standing around with his hands in his shorts.
I guess he needed a place for his hands. These were gym shorts.
I also guess, that this is the new casual way to stand?

I am still digging Regina Spektor. I have been a fan since 2006.
The tracks, #1 and #3, on the (new) album What We Saw From The Cheap Seats, which are: Small Town Moon, and Don't Leave Me (Ne Me Quitte Pas), are my favorites.

Here are two pictures.

The picture is an image of her first album cover.


Goodbye, and have a good afternoon,

Alice
north dallas homegirl


Also, I heard a song while at Whataburger. The chorus is, "Crazy Women Are Made By Crazy Men." I looked it up, and the song is by LeAnn Rimes.
Isn't she a little bit crazy?

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Don't Switch Horses Midstream, Sounding Like A Suburban B****, And Well, Random Photos

This is a photo of the car that was left running at Starbucks:

It is the car nearest the front. A dark SUV.

Here is a wonderful phrase. A relative of mine told me recently. I laughed: "No debes cambiar de caballo a la mitad del rio."
The translation is: Don't Switch Horses Midstream.
Stick to Your Plan.
Don't Give Up.

And, speaking of Starbucks (Here we go again), a "barista" recently called out my drink order while I was there. However, the whipped cream that I already had requested was not there. The short story is that I politely reminded her of the whipped cream. She--maybe in her mid 20s--gave me a dirty look. I realized that when I asked for the whipped cream, I must have sounded like a suburban b****. Which OF course, warrants a dirty look and then being nasty.
(I am not currently living in the suburbs, however, I do have roots).
The partial summation is: Don't Mess With My Whipped Cream.

In total summation, this can be a good thing.

I visited H+M, on tax-free weekend. It was at Northpark Mall. There was actually a long line for the dressing room. C'mon people, it's only H+M !

I tried to take some close-up pictures of accessories. This one is neat, I thought, but also includes the price of the accessories.

And:


Goodbye. Thanks for reading,

Alice
North Dallas Homegirl

I'm Just Going To Grab A Frappuccino, Real Quick

The picture above is from a duathalon recently in Dallas. As you can see, there was free watermelon.

I saw some coffee-goers who left their car running while at Starbucks. I do not like saying "OMG," therefore I will just say... that it is a REALLY bad idea.
The car, a nice SUV, was left by itself for a good 5 minutes. I am still trying to sort through the experience.

Goodbye,
Alice
North dallas homegirl. Now with 50 percent more.

"Our Technicians Pay Taxes Just like You Do." And, Everything Is Like A Story Problem.

Hello and good evening:

Recently I received a mailer from the nail salon Polished.
In the mailer, it states: "Our technicians pay taxes just like you do."
Also, I checked out their web site.
One comment states that their front-of-house staff will be "exclusively speaking English," while another statement says that employees "speak only English in client areas."
I am all for participating in the American economy. However, this sounds like anti-immigrant spouting to me. Are Asian workers who don't speak English not "polished" enough for Polished?
I will continue to go to another salon, where 'Betty,' (this is not her real name), who probably does not pay taxes, will hopefully provide her services.

Also, I was at Chick-Fil-A recently. I requested a small drink, but I really meant medium. When I told the employee this, she gave me the larger drink. I had already paid, so I asked her how much more it was for the medium drink.
It became awkward. She acted like it was no problem to give me the larger drink, and pretended to be surprised that I even asked. Having just come from a physics test (this was like a story problem--isn't everything?) I told her, "You guys are losing money. But if you say it's okay, then that's fine."
Not that it's a bad thing for Chick-Fil-A to lose money right now.

I bought a Jewel CD. It was $5 at Wal-Mart. I was surprised to see it in this bin. But, I was of course glad to get the bargain.

Goodbye.
Stay HUNGRY and stay foolish. (Credit to Steve Jobs).
The End.

Alice
North Dallas Homegirl

"How do you like me now" And "You Have Nothing To Fear But Fear Itself"

Hello,

I was in Whataburger recently.

This was an a.m. visit and my sandwich was pissing me off. A little.

The song that was playing was How Do You Like Me Now, which is by Toby Keith.

Anyway, this is such a perfect Whataburger song.

Goodbye.
Alice
(n.d.h.)

You have nothing to fear but fear itself!

Staples Rewards, And "Nothin' DUMBER Than A Hummer."

Hello, and greetings,

On my Staples "Rewards" Card, it said, Permanent Member of the Rewards Club.

I glanced at it in the store the other day. For a brief moment, it made me feel good to have a sense of permanence about something. Yes, I am a permanent member. at least Staples loves me!

I saw the bumper sticker in a parking lot recently. Ignore the comment on the sticker at the top, which states, "Non-Violence: Weapon of Mass Compassion."
It was hard to isolate the sticker on the bottom with my iPhone.

Instead, look at the bottom statement: "Nothin' DUMBER than a HUMMER."

If you have not procured this already from my previous blog posts, I completely agree.

I am still groovin to Faux Fox, who are from Dallas, and bizarrely cool.
The CD about which I refer is from 2008. I am anxious to hear something new from them (too anxious, if there is such a thing). Click here to see a review of the very CD, dated Sept. 4, 2008 in the Dallas Observer.

Goodbye.
The End,
Alice

(North Dallas Homegirl)

"God Bless You" And "It's One Of Those Fridays."

Dear all,
I overheard a girl say, today, "It's one of those Fridays." It was said by a receptionist to a person she was helping.
The woman she was talking to, who was maybe in her 30s, said, "I know. I had one of those Thursdays."
I was thinking, isn't the phrase supposed to be, "One Of Those Mondays." Or simply, "One of those days."

I am all for keeping Monday as the only terrible day of the week.

The stories never end.
One day recently I was in Parkland Hospital. Near the pharmacy, there was a man at a table with a sign that read, "Pray for You," or maybe "I Will Pray For You."

He was praying with a woman when I snapped the action shot. Although it is not the best photo--too much sunlight--I hope that you get the idea.

I wonder what they were praying about.
A few minutes later, I went up to the table to take one of the brochures the man had. He had a friend with him this time, also prayerful. The man in black gave me 2 extra brochures, then said "God Bless You."

While I'm at it, here is another image outside Parkland. It is of an "I Stand For Parkland" sign which is near the hospital:

There is no reason to post it other than I like how it turned out.

So, on to:
I do not mention large national current events, unless I have to.
In Very Unfortunately Unremarkable News, there was a shooting today in Aurora, Colorado

Goodbye.

Sincerely,
Alice
(North Dallas Homegirl. Also, the photo at the top of the page was taken by me about 8 p.m. Lovely. Just Lovely.)

"What's Up? I Need A F****** Job."

Greetings:

While in an anonymous hospital cafeteria one morning (that's where I hang out), I overheard a woman nearby, who was on the phone.

"What's up?? I need a f****** job," she said.
From a quick glance I surmised that the woman had large arms and at least one tattoo.
And, she used the phrase "homeboy" easily.

Nevermind my dismay. Regarding the job, I am wondering if her tactic worked?

(I am enjoying Florence + The Machine. Only on the radio. Especially the song Dog Days Are Over. I know it is old.)

Goodbye. May you "heart" things. I don't know what that means,
Alice

(north dallas homegirl)