I just picked up a Wii last weekend and was looking for some fun/cool game recommendations...am interested to hear what everyone loves and what games really take advantage of the system's unique qualities. Definitely planning on checking out Wii Fit when it is released, but am open to suggestions. Robert and I both have tastes in games that run all over the place, so we are not restricted to one particular kind of genre. 

Thanks! Now off to nurse my sore Wii bowling arm.

I was at the mall this weekend with Robert and our friend Amy, killing some time before going to see Run Fatboy, Run (excellent, by the way) at the movies. The mall was crazier than usual, even for a Saturday. After dodging the third or fourth screaming toddler running away from their parents and straight into my legs, I decided I'd go off and browse for skin and beauty products since cosmetic shopping is generally a quieter, child-free zone. As it turned out, I forgot the adults are often worse than the toddlers.

I popped into Sephora, thinking I'd leisurely browse and see what was new. As I was happily looking through the Korres section, thinking about how much I loved one of their masks that I'd tried recently and that perhaps there might be something else interesting to try from the line, a sales associate materialized and asked the usual "Are you finding everything that you are looking for? Do you need any help finding anything?" I smiled and said "Not at the moment, thank you." and she nodded, smiled pleasantly and added the usual "Let me know if you do need anything!" before quietly disappearing. No problem. I continued to happily browse and read labels on bottles, making mental notes on interesting products to try.

But then in what seemed like half a second later, a second sales associate swooped in. "How may I help you? What are you looking for today?" I looked up and my heart sank...it was this frightening, pushy salesperson that Amy and I had disliked dealing with in the past.

I tried to keep it quick. "Just browsing, thank you." I casually moved from the Korres shelf to the Caudalie shelf.

She persisted, following me. "What are you looking for?"

"Just looking around, seeing what's new. Nothing in particular. I am not looking for anything in particular." I moved from the Caudalie shelf to the Ole Henriksen shelf.

She followed. "Well, there's plenty to look at."

"Yes, there is." I smiled and turned back to the shelf, hoping she would take the hint but she KEPT TALKING.

"What kind of skin care products are you using now?"

I sighed inwardly. "Various products. I'm very happy with them." I tried not to stare at her too dark and too heavily applied insane clown/vampire/crazy woman lipstick.

"And are you using sunblock? That's the most important thing, you know." She took a step forward, standing too close to me. 

I took a step backwards. "Yes, of course." Was that lipstick on her teeth, or was it blood?

"Good. So, what in particular did you come here looking for?" she persisted, inching forward again.

I couldn't take it anymore. "Well..." I said, smiling and speaking very slowly and calmly so each word would sink in. "Frankly, I came in here looking for a little peace."

Her eyes grew wide, and her mouth grew round. For a minute she was actually silent before finally whispering "Oh!" in a very small voice. And she melted away, actually appearing a little dazed. 

I know this woman was just clueless and just trying to make a buck and do her job, but really, you can be a good salesperson without getting into your (potential) customer's face. I hope she came away from that conversation with something to think about.

"There is no shame in purchasing this sexy NY Strip, garlic-peppercorn seasoned and broiled, scantily clad with roasted mushrooms and herb butter, with veggies and crispy parmesan potatoes."

At the neighborhood sports bar that Robert and I frequent, the owner likes to amuse himself by making topical jokes in the menu and in the restaurant signage.

Apparently, the Eliot Spitzer Steak was very popular...we heard our waitress tell several people that it was sold out that night.

I just heard an ad on the radio for the United States Postal Service, touting the Express Mail service as being great for "the small businessman who wears many hats."

Coincidentally, I saw a guy on the subway yesterday, wearing an Express Mail envelope as a hat.

Hmm.