Bumper Cars

When one is recovering from knee surgery, they itch for opportunities to get out and about in the real world. Apparently (I hear) the walls of the house begin to close in on them. I'm going to assume that this could possibly render one temporarily insane.


Why would I come to that conclusion?

Well, that's the only one I've got for my man blazing through Wal-Mart on a cart at an alarming speed while challenging all other scooter riders in the vicinity to a race. Yes, even the elderly folks. Actually, particularly the elderly folks.

That was amusing enough, quite frankly, but my man decided to take things up a notch.


How, you ask?

Well, he came out of nowhere down the meat aisle and bumped into my cart at full speed while exclaiming, "Bumper cars!" Due to the faces everyone around us made, I'm going to go ahead and assume other shoppers didn't immediately realize we were together. Or that we even knew each other.

But that's ok - he got out and enjoyed himself.

That was last weekend. What happened this weekend? 

Well, I'm going to also guess that the greeters perhaps heard about a certain someone's shenanigans. At least that's my guess as to why they presented him with the slowest scooter ever to cover ground at the ol' Wally World on Saturday.

Perhaps I'm off base...but I really don't think so.