If you are anything like me (And we know that you are not, but just for the sake of furthering the blog post, let’s pretend.), and find yourself wandering around in Wal-Mart (insert shriek here), it is best not to be A. Completely asleep or B. Actively sleepwalking. In addition to those last couple of gifts you have been trying to sneak out to buy, you might end up picking up, quite inexplicably, a block of cheese of a variety you are not overly fond of and that tends to smell a bit like freshly worn gym socks… I’m just sayin’.