My Quaint Little Hometown

So, there's a new wine bar in town. I'm going there tonight with Kantian Gal and her man. Only open as wine bar on Ths, Fri, Sat evenings, and not very late, and on my side of town, and Quaint. My town is losing some of its quaintness, but that's for the next paragraph. They need a website, Springer's Creek Winery does, and some photos on this one here. So, I'm going to try to get some pics. In the window there is a sign quoting Famous Dude I'm Forgetting, "Wine is sunshine suspended in water." Awwww.

Not-Quaint: my little town grows and grows. Out to the south, away from me, which is Just Fine. Big Box Stores abound out south on 159. But, folks, one of them is going to be a Borders. Now I have a quandary. Do I solicit for a part-time gig at Beyond Timbuktu, locally owned, where I can get discounts on fabulous jewelry? Or at Borders, where I would be part of the Horrid Homogenization Machine, but get discounts on books? OR, do I start a poetry reading series at the Borders and work at T? There we go. ---- I know, the quandaries of the privileged. I can just see your tears.

And Wal-Mart wants to knock down the mall it's attached to, with the dollar theater in it, to make a superstore. Now, not everyone in Hometown is affluent, and there are lots of kids with little money, and they patronize that dollar theater religiously. Only people from the next town can sign the petition against the expansion. Problem, the next town in which WM is located, is really small, and all the new people who've moved there to be close the highway for their commute and the box stores for their convenience... will they sign? Will they grock the necessity of this little shambly mall with its dollar theater??????