Ugly, ugly, ugly

So the other day we wandered into UO for giggles... the place is just out of hand, if people knew the real deal with the company, I don't think they'd be so into shopping there, but I guess in reality it wouldn't even matter to most.

Anywho, I'm just not a big fan of the place, but it's always interesting to see how things filter down to this level and the shopping options here in Madison are pretty limited. Upon entering there were several crates filled with t-shirts and keffiyeh scarves, in this rainbow of colors, a little wrong and telling of how dated this look is becoming. Once inside I was off to the shoe area, happened upon jellies! What is this 1984? I didn't like them the first or second time around and I do believe UO had these during the second revival, what are these left overs? Seriously if I see somebody wearing these, I don't know that I'll be able to resist breaking down and laughing...plastic shoes are just so wrong.

Speaking of wrong, what wolf pack came and did this to the girl's department? Better question, why had nobody bothered to pick it up? I especially like the coffee cup that's probably been sitting there all day.

It's really hard to shop or look at anything when there's so much crap thrown about in what is already an overcrowded store. This is just my opinion, I dig boutiques and shopping on a more intimate level than this I suppose.

Overall I found UO to be a claustrophobic mess. And am seriously questioning their buying direction, they're currently a little too all over the place. You just can't be all things to all people in retail.

It's been a while

Things have been a little havoc ridden as of late...all made more intense by crappy weather. The sun is now shining and things don't seem quite as bad. I'm alive, as are my friends and family; one does not need much more than that.

Last week I started a post and it was all full of anger and hate, I thought better of posting it and am glad I did. What had me so upset then, just sort of makes me laugh now. I'm a firm believer in what comes around, goes around and what you put out will come back to you. Needless to say the source of my frustration is putting out the bad and in the end that will all come back on them, me putting out hate would've only brought that back upon me and is something I don't want in my world. That and what I was upset about seems so silly in the grand scheme of things, people have bigger issues and I've dealt with worse.

It's funny, I keep looking outside and it makes me smile. Growing up in a sunny place makes you take things for gannet I think. Once that sun is not around, you have a real appreciation for it when it comes back. It just makes all seem right with the world, even if it's not. That and some good old-fashioned punk rock.

The past few days I have been listening to "Punk" (that's the name of the channel) on my Sirius radio. It's funny how a genre of music can bring back so many memories. I guess it's more about the people I hung out with when I was into the music...not to say I'm not into it, in fact I still really dig it. Heck when we got home last night, the husband put on some Minor Threat, on vinyl I might add, and we just sat and giggled, well he sang along and I giggled. I must say there is something really nice about being married to somebody who has a love of music, although we don't always see eye to eye on what we like, we can both always appreciate it.