I have to admit that I am addicted to power. Not the kind of power you are thinking, but the kind of power generated by batteries and outlets. Power, as they say, is intoxicating. A flimsy ole knife to carve the turkey? No, a power knife. Tooth brush? Power. Screw driver? Power. Hand saw? Are you kidding? Chainsaw.
I was thinking the other day in the grocery store, "Want more men in here? Power carts. Even more men? Power carts that sound like Harleys. A male hangout? Custom built engines with personalized decals. Men in Heaven? Nightly power cart races, televised on ESPN with a trophy."
I think there is a cottage industry waiting to happen. PASCAR...Power and Sound Cart Aisle Racing. Sponsored by Betty Crocker?
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Haybee Baby might even sponsor such an event:) So fun to read your blog! Keep it up!
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