
One day, I went to see my new job, which was next to an entire strip mall. I bought hangers, a trashcan, $40 worth of groceries and ended up shoving the coathangers in the trashcan, shrinkwrapping it closed, bungee-ing through the shrinwrap and calling it good.

I fairly routinely grocery shop with my bike. This was a fairly solid haul, including dog food, food for me for a week, and a few unusual items I felt I needed. When I got it all out of the bags, my inner retail worker kicked in to memorialize the moment.
I'm getting a grill fairly soon, and today was a movie day. So this is what I brought home today with my bike.