Target has no art supply section, Michael's apparently doesn't believe in cloth being required for any art or craft. (Perhaps I'm being a bit melodramatic.) Walmart has an abundant amount of everything that you need, and an inordinate amount of things that you don't need. You WILL find a reason to buy those things before you leave anyway. (Hey, why did I buy this riding lawnmower? I live in an apartment!) You might just push the reason their prices are so low into the further recesses of your mind.
So with the benefit of doublethink (thanks George Orwell), I feel okay with it now since I know there was no other option at that moment.
However...
There was a bad omen from the moment I stepped foot into Walmart after being let down by Target and Michael's. Just when I had everything I needed for my costume, an employee came to the back of the Arts & Crafts section and asked everybody to leave their items where they are and head to the front of the store. Somebody called in a bomb-threat! Now if a bomb-threat alone wasn't some sort of direct intervention from God (or perhaps a direct message from the fine people at Walmartwatch.com), then I don't know what would be. To condense the story, I ended up needing to go to the other Wal-Mart across town and got lost headed toward St. Augustine somehow in the process. (I knew the Better Jacksonville plan called for new overpasses, but damn if they didn't build them quick.)
Anyhow, the end result is that at least some people understood my costume. If only they knew the shit that went down in order for me to do it. How about next year I'm just going to be a fucking Ninja Turtle or something.(Thanks to Jemibook for the picture.)
Happy Halloween
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