As we near closer to November the race for president is really heating up. My question isn’t who you’re going to vote for, but who has the better website? I know which one I like, but I want to know which one you like.

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I had to go to the mall yesterday to buy some pants because evidently working sitting down at a desk making websites all day is rough on jeans. Maybe they aren’t made to bend at the knees, because it takes less than a year to wear the knees out of a pair of $60 jeans.

I first went to Sears, because I was going to ditch my normal brand of pants for something a little more hardy. I tried on 5 pairs of pants, some Carhart work pants, some Craftsman work pants, and a couple different pairs of Levi jeans. None of them fit, I guess you have to have super big legs if you have a 32 inch waist. So, Melody and I made our way to my normal pants depot, Express.

At Express I don’t even have to try them on because I think I’ve bought every pair of jeans or dress pants from them for the past six years. I grabbed a couple that were my size and then we went into the women’s area and Melody grabbed a couple pairs. Being a girl, and since she’s lost fifteen pounds from running almost 50 miles a week along with not being able to eat as much because of her “adult” braces, she had to try some on. Like every Express store, or any other trendy store, the sales people are like annoying flies that have to be shooed away.

We were cornered by a particular sales lady who started getting personal. First, she asks if were out on a date, I guess Melody and I look pretty young for our early 30s. I mean, I’m freaking bald and have a beard, how young can I really look. Anyway, she then asks, “oh, are you guys married”. We say yes, then she asks how long we’ve been married. So we tell here 7 years. Then she goes into the 7 year itch thing and how she’s been married for 12 years and how they almost didn’t make it through year 7, and how her friends got separated during their 7th year, and how if we can make it through this hard time we’ll be fine. I didn’t know we were going through a rough patch. Then she asked if we had any kids. We said no, which she followed with the inevitable question of if we wanted to. I think before we could tell her that we were undecided still she forcibly states, “don’t have any, they’re expensive and you lose all your free time, just kidding - but seriously, don’t have kids”. Melody tries on her jeans, we end up buying a couple hundred bucks worth of denim and as the lady is ringing us up, tries to pawn a kitten off on us.

Seriously, I mean what the heck. If I wanted advice about how I should live my life I wouldn’t go to someone who is in their forties and working retail at a trendy store that sells booty shorts to high schoolers. 

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This post doesn’t serve any purpose other than acting as a simple test for me to see if blogging from textmate is cool or not.

So I’m going to throw in random tags.

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