Ugh. But not.

I need to quit buying gas at Kroger using my card. Both times I've had my card number pulled fro fraudulent activity, it's been directly after a fuel-up at Kroger.
And that angers me, because I like Kroger. I liked Smith's in Albuquerque, and I like Kroger here. Their blanco modeno vinegar is to die for. So good. Well, it's the Private Selection brand. But that's in-house for the chain.
I don't like the other groceries in town. Aldi's smells vaguely rotten, like just coming out of overripe vaguely rotten, WalMart offends me, and Food City doesn't appeal to me the way Kroger does. I will give FC a better selection of local produce. Better tomatoes at tomato season, better squash in the fall, that sort of thing.
I could, I suppose, go to the Whole Foods down on Papermill, but really... that road scares me.*
WalMart just gets an F. They do dirty business now. Everyone talks about 'Sam Walton' this and that? My grandfather was friends with Mr Walton. They're both (Gramps & Walton) dead now well over 20 years. His kids... HIS KIDS are quite a bit to blame. They still own the board, so... blame them.

*I lost driving, my love of driving, when I had Lancelot, there at the end. The windows didn't roll down, it was a bitch to get into and out of (inside passenger door handle broken, outside driver's door handle broken), the trunk didn't open, the alternator was wonked, it didn't have A/C... It was a real nightmare of a car at the end. Add to the nightmare car an odd anxiety during my mother's illness and death (and still now, depending on traffic) of being hit from behind while stopped at a stoplight. I know Molly (Miz Molly Monster, the moss-colored moto-mobile: Lancelot's replacement) won't roll backwards if her nose is uphill. I know Molly won't die, randomly, out on the roadway, because I didn't hold my mouth right pressing the alarm button starting the car.
I know all this.
I cannot bring myself to look in any of the mirrors while stopped at a stoplight.
The dread would kill me.
And I kinda like being alive right now.
Nothing particularly special is going on or anything (ticket purchased to The Man Who Killed Don Quixote, makin' some really good food, my knee is getting better-I went sans brace today & did OK, for the most part, my personal archangel is looking at things I've written, the one who brings magic in my life is still a part of it, the Painted Man is putting together the largest Lego he's ever owned...
Life is pretty good right now, even if I have yet to have someone give me a pile of money.