Dollar Ocean Plus is a craptastic dollar store and I mean that in the best way possible. That place is just loaded and loaded with goods. The last time I was in there I bought votive candles, fish oil, gingko biloba, cheap food and some DVDs of old movies to watch during polar vortex times. They’ve got basic housewares and office supplies for cheaper than you’ll find at CVS and the like. There’s a wall of skully caps by the front register — old English Ds and awesomely cheesy shit with rhinestones. Furry flap winter hats, too. Lotto and cold drinks are all floating around in the Dollar Ocean Plus. What the hell kind of name is that anyway? It sounds like some weird kind of pigeon English. Actually I think I figured out what an Ocean Plus is. It is an Ocean PLUS lots of extra brightly colored plastic debris at bargain prices. You know, like the Great Pacific Garbage Patch. I guarantee you there’s some brightly colored kid’s birthday helium balloons like you’ll find at DOP floating around in that thing.