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Business: Supermarket: Trolley: Wheel
cart sail   (+4, -1)  [vote for, against]
let wind power push your shopping cart

Attach a small sail to a shopping cart and steer it through the parking lot.
-- the great unknown, May 08 2007

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put the 2 things together [the great unknown, May 08 2007]

I guess your definition of "small" differs from mine. That one is not going to fit in your car, let alone your pocket!
-- DrCurry, May 08 2007


Just make sure the store isn't upwind.
-- twitch, May 08 2007


I will be amazed if pirates don't appear soon in the annotations. Bugger, they have.
-- MaxwellBuchanan, May 08 2007


//Just make sure the store isn't upwind.//

Unless it's a tacky kind of store.
-- nuclear hobo, May 08 2007


Or a tachy kind of store. Then you could have already visited after you left.
-- MaxwellBuchanan, May 08 2007


I've tacked across a grocery store parking lot in Santa Barbara on my bicycle using my jacket as a sail. It was a lot of fun.
-- normzone, May 08 2007


Yeah, Basingstoke is sometimes like that too.
-- MaxwellBuchanan, May 08 2007


This is great. The carts could be fitted with sails from sailboards. One could have a second cart lashed to the side and filled with groceries as a sort of outrigger. These carts could be raced across large parking lots.

Strong work, [tgu].
-- bungston, May 09 2007


Only a matter of weeks before savvy marketers install directional aircon __inside__ the supermarket to direct you to their overpriced snack-goods...
-- m_Al_com, May 09 2007


Perhaps we could even have wind generators in the isles as well :-)
-- colinwheeler, May 09 2007


I have a vision of a gnarled and beige street person slowly pushing along a cart loaded with possessions. His eyes are uncommonly blue, and threading its way out from among his grey hairs, and continuing right down one side of his tawny scorched face and neck, is a slender rod-like mark, lividly whitish. He peers over his bushy beard at something down the street. A white Dodge Caravan! He leaps to the top of his cart, raises sail and takes off after it, squeegee ready at hand.
-- bungston, May 11 2007



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