Candyland and Chainsaws

Jonny got a Sears gift card from his grandmother for Christmas (amazing), so we made a Sunday morning out of it. The Sears in Los Angeles is plastered with graffiti and surrounded by a chain-link fence covered in barbed wire with rows and rows of low riders in the parking lot. It looks like no one has set foot in there since the LA riots in 1992. The inside is no different. There are shelves and aisles full of worthless items randomly grouped together in no discernible order. My best guess is that someone unpacked the very first shipment of their items in the order in which they were received, and no one has ever had enough grit to rearrange them. Which is probably why they sell children's toys in the same aisle as the chainsaws. Because, honestly, there is no other reasonable explanation.