I tried, unsuccessfully, to convince myself that Sigerson Morrison's sandal bootie...sanootie...boodal...whatever you want to call it...would be infinitely more practical than a sandal this summer. I ran through the mental checklist. Still possible for inner klutz to stub toes on any hard surface in the near vicinity...check. Still possible for every pebble and small stone within a 5 mile radius to find its way inside my shoe...check. Still horribly impractical given that a "short walk" for Mr. Heb and myself generally turns into a 10 mile death march...check. Still kind of want them despite all of that...and their ridiculous failed-experiment-of-Dr. Moreau quality...double check. A couple of aspirin and the fever should pass... |
"Fantasy, abandoned by reason, produces impossible monsters; united with it, she is the mother of the arts and the origin of marvels." - Goya
Monday, April 19, 2010
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