Monday miscellany
It's pretty quiet in here today, which is OK because it's Monday, raining, and I'm by myself all day.
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Yesterday, while we were wandering about in the woods, the conversation turned to music that gets stuck in your head. I mentioned that I'd had the song about the old lady who swallowed a fly stuck in my head while I'd been in the shower earlier, and one of my friends hadn't ever heard of it. She's my age, but she's from Texas, so I was wondering if it was a regional thing. Have you heard of the song? If not, where did you grow up?
Speaking of music, I have memories attached to songs like most people do with smells. (Maybe it's because my sense of smell isn't as developed as most people I know.) I heard the Dire Straits song "Walk of Life" on the radio this morning, and I was instantly transported back to my parents' kitchen in Baltimore, loading the dishwasher with my brother & sister while we whistled along to the song. Out of key. On purpose. Simultaneously. Yeah, we're related all right. *g*
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I was perusing this article earlier about how shoes are inherently bad for feet (I believe I got the link from zarq), and I was thinking about a coworker from the editorial department who *always* wears high heels, and swears that they're comfortable. I don't believe her. They're *really* high heels, and they just can't be good for her feet (let alone her legs, hips and back). She and I must have very different concepts of comfort. I used to sell podiatry supplies, and I think I know what her feet are going to look like in 20 years. *g*
I don't believe in torture for the sake of fashion. You can be comfortable and stylish at the same time. If you're that much a slave to fashion, maybe you need to work on your self-esteem. :)
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Yesterday, while we were wandering about in the woods, the conversation turned to music that gets stuck in your head. I mentioned that I'd had the song about the old lady who swallowed a fly stuck in my head while I'd been in the shower earlier, and one of my friends hadn't ever heard of it. She's my age, but she's from Texas, so I was wondering if it was a regional thing. Have you heard of the song? If not, where did you grow up?
Speaking of music, I have memories attached to songs like most people do with smells. (Maybe it's because my sense of smell isn't as developed as most people I know.) I heard the Dire Straits song "Walk of Life" on the radio this morning, and I was instantly transported back to my parents' kitchen in Baltimore, loading the dishwasher with my brother & sister while we whistled along to the song. Out of key. On purpose. Simultaneously. Yeah, we're related all right. *g*
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I was perusing this article earlier about how shoes are inherently bad for feet (I believe I got the link from zarq), and I was thinking about a coworker from the editorial department who *always* wears high heels, and swears that they're comfortable. I don't believe her. They're *really* high heels, and they just can't be good for her feet (let alone her legs, hips and back). She and I must have very different concepts of comfort. I used to sell podiatry supplies, and I think I know what her feet are going to look like in 20 years. *g*
I don't believe in torture for the sake of fashion. You can be comfortable and stylish at the same time. If you're that much a slave to fashion, maybe you need to work on your self-esteem. :)