Aside from the recent spate of deadly weather currently plaguing this land, the biggest news in Oklahoma City this month has to be that, after so many years of wishing, hoping and praying, we finally have a Costco in the city limits—13200 N. Western, to be exact.
And not a moment too soon either—we certainly love to show our civic pride and state patriotism by buying things in bulk at what we believe to be a nominal price. Although it’s supposedly free to look around the store, as I entered a gruff man with white hair barked at me about having a membership card. When I told him that I was only window-shopping, he got up very close to me—almost light-kissing close—and sternly warned me that I can’t buy anything, so don’t even try.