Oooh, a package!
God, but I do love Mountain Equipment Co-op. Just finished taking my bath this morning, sitting around in my birthday suit, drinking the last of my coffee, when there's a knock on the door. This is about 8 in the morning, and me being nekkid, I wasn't about to answer.
Once the person knocked a second time, grabbed my house-coat and run down stairs to answer the door. Sure enough, there's this box for me from MEC. Inside, a brand new rope and some rain pants. Okay, nothing spectacular, but I ordered these products on Friday over the internet. What's fun about MEC is that you don't pay provincial sales tax, nor do you pay for shipping. Sweet. And, as an extra bonus, you're buying mostly Canuckian, with part of the profits going back to finance environmental cleanups.
Tuesday, February 26, 2002
Rantings of an almost middle-aged man-child. Lowly tech-writer by day, but amazingly virile superhero when I dream.
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