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Hmm. I've been wearing flip-flops almost every day for the past year and a half or so, but I've been noticing some anatomical wear and tear lately. Like -- we don't have carpet in our house, but when I walk barefoot on the carpet at Lisa's, it's like my feet are made of velcro. There's a slight ripping sound with my every step. And when I actually take a good look at the bottoms of my feet, there's a definite "crumbling rock" kind of look to them. Kind of like a Lego foot, with bits falling away.
So ... sigh ... today I'm wearing socks. I think I'm going to have to wear proper shoes and socks for a while -- wearing socks even when inside the house -- until things are under control.
I hate wearing socks. But I'm not too fond of sticking to Lisa's carpet, either. And my feet are looking pretty bad.
I'm listening to a great audiobook right now, called Major Pettigrew's Last Stand (by Helen Simonson). It's about a very traditional English widower and his relationships with his family (son, sister-in-law, etc.) and with a local Pakistani shopkeeper widow, in whom he finds something of a kindred soul. It's quite funny and optimistic.
Want to hear something embarrassing? I was trying to load an audiobook onto my computer yesterday, but the first disk kept spitting back out of the side of my iMac. I couldn't figure out what was wrong, so I took the audiobook back to the library today, told them the problem, and the librarian turned the disk over ... to reveal that I'd been inserting the disk upside down. Doh! Very embarrassing. The up side (no pun intended) is: now I will actually get to listen to the book (Finding Nouf, by Zoë Ferraris), which sounds very interesting.
Shannon and I finished watching The Corner on DVD tonight, and I could definitely see its influence on The Wire. The Corner seemed to be a bit more from the drug user's perspective, less from the drug dealer's perspective (and certainly less from the cops' perspective), but the characters were similar, the issues familiar. I thought it was definitely worth watching, and simultaneously inspirational and discouraging. The big picture is dark, but within it there are specks of light, individual lives that have gone in good directions.
So ... sigh ... today I'm wearing socks. I think I'm going to have to wear proper shoes and socks for a while -- wearing socks even when inside the house -- until things are under control.
I hate wearing socks. But I'm not too fond of sticking to Lisa's carpet, either. And my feet are looking pretty bad.
I'm listening to a great audiobook right now, called Major Pettigrew's Last Stand (by Helen Simonson). It's about a very traditional English widower and his relationships with his family (son, sister-in-law, etc.) and with a local Pakistani shopkeeper widow, in whom he finds something of a kindred soul. It's quite funny and optimistic.
Want to hear something embarrassing? I was trying to load an audiobook onto my computer yesterday, but the first disk kept spitting back out of the side of my iMac. I couldn't figure out what was wrong, so I took the audiobook back to the library today, told them the problem, and the librarian turned the disk over ... to reveal that I'd been inserting the disk upside down. Doh! Very embarrassing. The up side (no pun intended) is: now I will actually get to listen to the book (Finding Nouf, by Zoë Ferraris), which sounds very interesting.
Shannon and I finished watching The Corner on DVD tonight, and I could definitely see its influence on The Wire. The Corner seemed to be a bit more from the drug user's perspective, less from the drug dealer's perspective (and certainly less from the cops' perspective), but the characters were similar, the issues familiar. I thought it was definitely worth watching, and simultaneously inspirational and discouraging. The big picture is dark, but within it there are specks of light, individual lives that have gone in good directions.