What happened to the normal Barbies of my childhood? At Target today I passed by an end display with Monte Carlo Barbie and South Beach Barbie (the location, not the diet--although I would't be surprised if they had a Barbie armed with the South Beach Cookbook, a carton of eggs, and a "Say No To Carbs" t-shirt).
But do they really think a six-year-old knows what or where Monte Carlo is? I doubt most high-schoolers even do (and sadly, probably adults). What's next? Tattoo Barbie? Dominatrix Barbie? Convict Ken?
On an unrelated note, I had a fabulous peach margarita tonight. Also, I'm convinced that throwing Mike Lowell or Big Papi on the pitching mound would yield better results than the current Red Sox bullpen. I'd suggest Manny but he'd probably see something shiny in the dugout and get distracted. That's all I'm saying about today's game.
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