So apparently Goody's is back in business . . . again . . . and man, I have so many unpleasant memories associated with that place, because when I was a kid, shopping at Goody's meant only one thing: the annual back-to-school clothes shopping. I hated it. Such a drag! I hated having to go through clothes, pick stuff out, try them all on, blah-blah-blah . . . and my mom hated because she always said I was hard to buy clothes for. And to compound things even further, she would always bring my nana shopping with us, and I have no idea why, because she was never any help, and she always picked up awful clothes anyway.