a Good n Plenty Jacket and
Polar Bear Bedsheets

My Good N' Plenty jacket came to me as if in a dream.

Gah, never mind. Someone just ticked me off on the Internet. Must people be so rude? Do they get a power trip out of belittling others?

All right, let's try again.

My Good N' Plenty jacket came to me as if in a dream. I was in Hudson's Dirt Cheap (okay, this is a sad dream) running through acres and acres of not-so-neatly hung clothing (most of it ugly) when I saw it - a pink and darker pink and white almost-floor-length bathrobe type apparatus. So I bought it with my remaining food money, along with a pack of Halloween socks (fluffy ones!), a single white sock (sock puppet!) and something shiny. This jacket is being honored not for its aesthetic value - oh, hell no - but for its no-one-else-on-earth-would-wear-this-in-public value. And that deserves recognition, don't you think? Because unless you look underneath the plastic garbage bags full of old, moldy slippers in the back of Good Will, you're never gonna see one of these babies.

It gets cold here, so fleece bedsheets are a good idea. I never realized it was possible to stay warm on winter nights. And for them to be covered in polar bears with scarves and caps! It makes my mouth twist in glee.