Some men test their physical limits, setting aside comfort and safety for their dreams. Others loiter
their way to fame.

Can’t wait to see the movie based a man trolling Wallymart aisles for 41 hours, avoiding eye contact and shunning conversation. How does it end? He leaves the store, like every other customer.

Much credit to Skyler Bartels. In resisting the urge to leave a store, he landed a literary agent. Not only that, the agent came to him.

Perhaps I could barricade myself in Target, hide behind window treatments, and subsist on carmel flavored marshmellows. I might even write a few paragraphs inside the changing room. Ah, but who would feed Oedipus?