Well, over the weekend I survived the battle (and this can be all-out war) at Walmart.

When me and my lovely wife pulled up Sunday morning, the parking lot wasn't full. We even got to park up close. I say to my wife, "Maybe this won't be too bad today."

Well, we get in and you guessed it, it was wild. There were people trying to run you over with their bascart, and there was the nice lady in the pickle aisle with her cart sideways in the aisle. She was blocking the rest of it looking at pickles with 15 people waiting to get by.

And, of course, it wouldn't be a battle if the heavy set woman in the motorized buggy didn't try to run me over.

Ain't life grand?