I was planning to do a photo diary entry today, thus being on time for the second week in a row after weeks of not, but alas I have been out for Mexican food with family and had a margarita that didn’t stint on the tequila, and apparently I am a lightweight when it comes to that sort of thing these days, so instead of making decisions about which photos get chosen for each day and writing a little story about them, let us just contemplate together what this sign at a store I was in with Mr. Karen might mean. It was attached to a rack of decidedly assorted clothing. Does “unassorted” now mean “assorted”, same as “literally” can now mean “figuratively”? Is “unassorted” even a word?

 

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On this date in 2024: Slip Slidin’
2023: Post-Shower, Pre-Makeup
2022: Home Again, Doodly Doo
2021: Lack of Vim
2020: What If
2019: Some Favorite Photos of 2019
2018: New Age Graffiti
2017: Snow, Snow, and Eeyore Soap
2016: Lazy Day
2015: The Internet is Weird
2014: Places I’ll Never Live
2013: Holiday Afterglow
2012: Probably My Fault
2011: New Monkey Plays with the Buttons
2010: Sock Monkey Plays in the Snow
2009: Mani-Pedi Madness
2008: Morning Mystery
2007: Chilly Boy
2006: Battle of the Patio
2005: Sunshine State
2004: Starfish a.k.a. Sea Star
2003: I’ve Been Gone Again
2002: No entry