I found myself silently amused today, while standing in a very long line at Target- In front of me stood a big and burly,forty-something gentleman, patiently waiting his turn behind about five toy-crazed grandmothers. He was carrying his lone item in his armpit- one of those fur toilet lid covers that i'm certain is exclusive to American culture. I kept thinking to myself, in between the stray ganders I was taking at the various tabloids alongside me, "did he really have to have a furry thing for his potty, on this cold day in December? Was it really worth braving the nutjobs out shopping for Hannah Montana barbie dolls, talking dinosaurs, and Guitar Hero to get that mysterious piece of decor, left-over from some wayward seventies trend? Or was it the only thing needed to complete his wife's bathroom makeover and he wasn't going to be able to watch the Steelers game in peace if he didn't go get it?" Either way, it was strangely funny to me and definitely fodder for my slightly frustrated mind.