Last week Aldi OZ had an especially odd item on special: blood stain removers, 8 units per pack.

Just how did I survive for 39 years without such highly crucial, essential stuff that you need every single day?

(Maybe it's because I have a spade. Then, maybe not.)

Nope - I'm in the wrong movie...or more likely: I work for the wrong gang.

Maybe they 'award' us these things so as to properly weigh us down here in the trenches, to make sure that no dreams or hopes escape and fly away.

Well then, back to work in my usual 'first week of the semester' work clothing...