While waiting to pay two months worth of electric bills one day (I realized a while back that Xcel’s late fee is actually cheaper than King Soopers’ charge for processing the transaction each month. Add the extra interest from leaving that money in my bank account for an extra month and I’d be stupid not to pay my bill late…right? But I digress.) I happened to notice a brand of cigar called “Game.” Trendy gansta’ writing and everything; it looked like a Snoop Dogg album cover.

I was reminded of a conversation with Autumn about the inherent meaninglessness of the phrase “change the game.” Ironically, it’s consistent overuse in hip hop and rap has turned the very concept of “changing the game” into a tired worn out cliché.

I’m thoroughly convinced that anyone still uttering these words is simply whipping an idiomatic dead horse.

On a completely unrelated note:

While leaving King Soopers that day, I saw someone wheeling their cart full of groceries towards the boundaries of the parking lot. He edged ever closer to the yellow line on the ground, unaware that crossing it would activate the wheel locks on the cart. I decided to pull into a parking spot just so I could watch the moment where he found himself jerking to a stop. The confused look on his face was priceless. When he realized what had happened, he tried in vain to bring the cart back within the lot’s boundaries. Obviously this didn’t help.

Satisfied, I went home.