Tuesday, June 03, 2008

5 Things About A Very Wet Tuesday Morning In June

  • Juggling a) camera bag, b) backpack over one shoulder, c) newspaper, d) cup of coffee, e) paper bag containing bagel and f) umbrella in the torrential rain is just courting disaster.
  • Said disaster will eventuate in the middle of a pedestrian crossing and result in a) newspaper dropped in puddle, b) a chain reaction of dropping things, c) a scalded thumb from piping hot coffee, d) getting wet and e) many, many swear words.
  • My socks are wet and I can smell my own shoes. Nice, right?
  • I'm heading into the city tonight to meet up with some fellow knitters and have a meet & greet with a chap from one of the larger yarn companies. It should be fun, and I'm looking forward to maybe hearing about the behind the scenes stuff, and yarns that are coming out.
  • I really hope my shoes aren't stinky by then.


Ur-spo said...

some guys like that; I dated briefly a man 'into feet'. but only briefly.

The Other Andrew said...

It's not a fetish I've ever been able to relate to, I have to say. I make no judgements about it but it doesn't float my boat. Having said that, I'm sure you have perfectly lovely feet! :)