Yes, there is a streak of daredevilry in me. Unfortunately, there are also raging rivers of nut.
So, yesterday, when the wild was riding high in my blood, I threw my anxiety-ridden butt into a Super Wal-Mart.
It went good. Didn’t freak. Didn’t flee. But…
I don’t even like the place.
Oh, it’s a mad, glad life I lead on aisle 73.