Bag o’ bagels

See how my bagels are already in a bag? Yeah… I don’t need a bag!

Philly Don’t Need A Bag!

Oh man, it’s been a while. But some totally awesome people in the City of Brotherly Love have made it their goal to rid Philly of plastic bags. It’s a goal after my own heart and for that, I must link to them.

Here’s the article they got in Philly.com and the Inquirer: http://www.philly.com/philly/blogs/greenliving/163853266.html

And here’s the petition on Change.org: http://www.change.org/petitions/ban-plastic-bags-in-philadelphia

And here’s the link to the Green Philly Blog post: http://www.greenphillyblog.com/philly-represent/green-initiatives/july-26th-bag-philadelphia-plastic-day-a-petition-bloggers-unite/

Please go sign the petition and share the good news that Philadelphia is finally coming up.

(Private message to all of you reading this: I’ll be back tomorrow or the next day with a really good reason why I haven’t been posting. Trust me, it’s a good one.)

Millions of Peaches

“Do you need a bag for that?” asked the clerk.

“For what?” I responded. “For the peaches that are already in bag? No, thanks… IDNAB!”

Bottle of Wine – Shot Down in Flames!

Oh man, this teller was quick. I swear that I hadn’t even had a drink before she doubled me up. Look at this:

Paper and plastic! Before I even had time to say IDNAB!

Burn…

Oh, I’m So Embarrassed

Ach, sorry about the long, long hiatus. I can’t really explain why I stopped posting. I guess it’s because I thought no one was reading.

From now on, I’ll post once a week. That should keep me backed up enough to just keep on going.

Thanks for your interest, Amanda. I support your t-shirt idea 100%.

One IDNAB post, coming right up!

IDNAB! – Newman’s Own Coffee

If you can believe it, the girl at Targét actually tried to put Paul Newman in a bag. I know what you’re thinking – how dare she! But worry not, fellow IDNABers, for I slapped her right in the face.

They won’t be seeing me around that Cool Hand Luke-hatin’ establishment anymore, no siree.

Coffee – IDNAB

No, I don’t need a bag for my coffee, Ms. Targét Lady, but thanks for asking. Thankfully the coffee is already in a bag. If it wasn’t, I would mos def need a bag and I would say, “INAB!”

 

Who Don’t Need A Bag?

Daniel Burd don’t need a bag, that’s who. Check it here, IDNABers. The 11th grader figured out how to get rid of plastic bags – put the microbes on ’em!

I would have done this too if I was all smart like. Instead, I started this blog so I could just bitch.

Thanks to Discover Magazine for the article.

IDNAB Shot Down in Flames!

I put my iced tea and breakfast sandwich on the counter. The 7-Eleven Guy reaches for a bag. Our eyes meet. There is suspense.

“IDNAB,” I say.

“Trash bag,” 7-Eleven Guy says.

“Still, IDNAB,” I say.

“Trash bag,” 7-Eleven Guy says again.

I’m so stunned that I have no come-back. IDNAB did not work on this man. I wasn’t ready for such resolve at 8 am. His two words, said twice, had left me broken and beaten.

I will be ready next time.

You may have won the battle, 7-Eleven Guy, but the war is not over.

We shall meet again!

Kaiser Rolls, Double Sided Tape, Milk, and Some Jerky

Come on, Bag Lady, put two and two together. I’m getting the double sided tape because I’m going to tape the milk and rolls to my body. So I won’t have to carry them. Duh.

Sorry about the missing jerky, IDNABers. I got hungry on the way home.