I'm a simple girl...

who doesn't think a few hours or so 

on a Saturday morning, 

schlepping around to see other peoples old junk 

should have to involve issues of 

socio-sexual-political correctness.

I've been eager to explore a new antique mall in town - 

well, new to me...

truth be told, 

I don't get to the industrial part of town 

all that often.

Pulling up outside the mall this morning, 

I noticed the unmistakable rainbow flag, 

signifying the gay community...

and, immediately, 

my mind began to race

as to its implications...

Is the mall owned by a gay person?

Are all the vendors gay?

Do they only sell antiques to gay buyers?

Only sell items from old gay peoples estates?

Good thing I was shopping with a friend - 

she could be my shield - 

cover? -

bitch?

Really,

thinking that hard 

was NOT on the agenda 

for a Saturday morning 

in the Lou!

Glad we went in though,

they had some great, and different, stuff

and, as always,

there are just SO many ways to go wrong 

with poodle decor!

Money did change hands.

The hour spent poking around

made me as happy as seeing zinnias!

Like I said,

I'm a simple girl!