THE FIRST SWALLOW OF SPRING?

Well, maybe not. But this past weekend, I did see another annual rite of spring -- the first drink shirtless guy sitting in an idling Trans-Camero-Firebird in the fire lane of a certain retail establishment I've mentioned in this space from time to time.

This was during a typically bizarre shopping sojourn, during which I stood behind this bickering couple in the checkout line. You see, the guy had just given the girl a chocolate rabbit as a present, conveniently just a month or so after Easter. (Who knows -- maybe it was a Whitmonday present?)

But I digress. Anyway, they were asking the cashier whether he thought the gift was weird.

Well... no. No weirder than usual.