Today I shopped at the ugly people grocery store.  Hoping to lighten the drudgery, I imagined myself as head judge of the “Most Interesting Shopper” contest.  There were no shortage of qualified contestants.  The winner sported a camouflage cowboy hat.  Mumbling curses at no one, his head shook angrily while struggling to open an airplane/travel sized bottle of vodka.  I was careful not to bump his cart.