Living In The Mall
Chris' Journal, August 3, 1998
If the world were to collide with a meteor tomorrow, I want to be in Minneapolis' Mall of America.
Surely this awesome super structure would survive such a blast.
And if the world outside became uninhabitable, so be it. Inside
I would have 520 stores to shop in, tons of restaraunts to eat
in, the Knott's Camp Snoopy (an indoor amusement park complete
with roller coaster and water flume ride), movies, popcorn, and
thousands of fellow tourists to repopulate with (The Mall Of America
receives more visitors each year than the Grand Canyon or Disneyland).
I would set up my home in the Pottery Barn store, sampling all of their latest in sleeping comfort. For
breakfast I would stroll several city blocks around the mall to
the Coffee Caribou for a jolt of morning espresso. In the afternoon I would hit
a round of golf at Golf Mountain or perhaps design the future landscape of the reborn earth in
the LEGO Imagination Center. My wardrobe would come from the Gap, Abercrombie an Fitch, and the Old Navy. My meals would come from Panda Express, Taco Bell, and 1 Potato 2. I would hunt for dates on the promenade and take them out to
dinner at the Odyssey Cafe's Atlantis Room before hitting the General Cinema to see on of
the last films ever made on earth for the sixteenth time.
My days would be full in the Mall of America. If the world was
going to hell, that's where I want to be.
© Chris Moeller, 1998
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