It's 36 degrees out there.
OTOH, they've finally opened the Urban Outfitters store at the old Tower Records site.

So, this is another boring tiki story. Basically, it was our last evening in warm, sunny Miami Beach, and we'd gotten kinda Stitch-smug. So, we were sitting outside at a local Italian restaurant (they were out of BOTH the calimari AND the octopus bruschetta, plus our table was located right beside the bus stop, but we were drinking a pretty nice Italian Syrah, so life was OK, though the mind drifted towards better things).
Anyways, we were situated right in sight of a little bodega/grocery store kinda place, and we got drunker on the wine, we started bragging, "We bet there's STITCH inside there!" So, at a certain point, after we'd confused the Fabio-lookalike waiter once again by requesting more bread (the waiters all seemed to have been picked less for their interpersonal skills than coiffure), tiki slipped off to the grocery store, where we unearthed this little video holder bag thing, which we proceeded to purchase for no other reason that to further impress upon our long suffering spouse the pervasiveness of Stitch.
OTOH, they've finally opened the Urban Outfitters store at the old Tower Records site.

So, this is another boring tiki story. Basically, it was our last evening in warm, sunny Miami Beach, and we'd gotten kinda Stitch-smug. So, we were sitting outside at a local Italian restaurant (they were out of BOTH the calimari AND the octopus bruschetta, plus our table was located right beside the bus stop, but we were drinking a pretty nice Italian Syrah, so life was OK, though the mind drifted towards better things).
Anyways, we were situated right in sight of a little bodega/grocery store kinda place, and we got drunker on the wine, we started bragging, "We bet there's STITCH inside there!" So, at a certain point, after we'd confused the Fabio-lookalike waiter once again by requesting more bread (the waiters all seemed to have been picked less for their interpersonal skills than coiffure), tiki slipped off to the grocery store, where we unearthed this little video holder bag thing, which we proceeded to purchase for no other reason that to further impress upon our long suffering spouse the pervasiveness of Stitch.