We live about a stone's throw from the giant K-Mart that occupies the former spot of Wannamaker's, a fabled department store from a bygone era on Astor Place. I've made no secret of the fact that I vehemently despise the place for a variety of reasons, not the least of which being that it further puts the squeeze on a number of local mom n' pop businesses who really didn't need the competition. Regardless, it's been there for a number of years now. Once I had kids, I found myself being almost regularly dispatched to K-Mart to fetch any number of child-rearing materials -- diapers, wipes, etc., lured by its sickly tractor beam of convenience. These days, even though my kids are older, I'm still routinely assigned missions to K-Mart. And I still hate the place with a vengeance.