The other day I ventured into Wal-Mart, the store of America, to purchase some deodorant. I think that for a guy, you should always strive to not have the cart. I also believe that for a guy, you should avoid using straws to drink as well, but that is for another day. So I find my brand, and then I see something else I think I need. Then something else. Then another item. Before long, my arms are loaded to capacity and I am drawing attention to myself and my teetering load. I begin to reconsider my choice of not getting the cart for the sake of cool. Now my cool is blown as I struggle under the awkward weight of tuna, bananas, cereal, milk and of course…deodorant. Maybe next time, I will just get the little basket. Forget cool.