Mallrats
I ventured into a mall this weekend. Not an upscale shopping
center with a Needless Mark-up or Nordie’s, but one of those
horrific, exurb-style circular malls
(perhaps, I am incorrect in affiliating them with the exurbs. I
don’t know the status of the SF Port project, but the city did turn
over the port to the Mills Corp.
Does anyone know the status of the Port project? Edit: Found the answer: unless they brainwash voters, no Mills mall in SF.). Before this
weekend, I had only visited them twice, once in Maryland, and once in
Tennesee, and those experiences felt akin to cattle being herded around
in a circle. But yes, to
characterize the place, it was the first time I heard a person use the
term “Whatevs.” I’ve heard people complain about the shortened
form of “Whatever” before, but I never actually heard it used until
this weekend (Yes, I’ve been holed up in 1954 for a while).
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Also, now I can say, is that 15
minutes inside of K.B. Toys the last weekend before Christmas forced me
to question why anyone would want children. Then again, I’m
convinced that mine would write letters to Christopher Walken, not to Santa (funny, I think that I saw the Deer Hunter when I was 4 or 5).
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Speaking of mall fixtures, Spike Jonze brings us this Gap ad (via Slate).
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For some, Heavenly beds are not so heavenly.
Y.
December 22, 2005 @ 2:14 am
I don’t I’ve ever used “whatevs”, but I am guilty of saying “no big” as the shortform for “no big deal.” =( In my defense however, I did grow up in San Jose.