shoe of the day...

shoe of the day...

Tuesday, August 28, 2007

scene from an airport (part one: rochester)

posts about my trip to new york/connecticut are coming in spurts.

things started off on an interesting note when the following was overheard in the airport (where, incidentally, i was not delayed for 6 hours, unlike a previous trip to the city):

"i remember feeling sorry for kids at school who had ugly mothers."

this compassionate insight was relayed from a youngish woman to an older man, whom i presumed was her father. sadly, his response to this gem was lost as their conversation was drowned out by my internal gutteral screams at humanity. once i recovered, i was able to discern the following about them:
  • she was unable to digest any type of oil
  • he often cooked using said culinary lubricant
  • she wouldn't eat anything that he cooked except for pasta
  • he rarely cooked pasta
  • apparently she was starving
  • he offered her some broccoli

it's just now ocurring to me that had i gotten delayed at the airport with these two, i likely would have tried to force feed her some bertoli, straight from the bottle. just to test her theory.

Monday, August 27, 2007

it was no match for the traffic

...just a preview into what my weekend entailed.

Monday, August 20, 2007

"You can't join Mathletes. It's social suicide."

Happy Birthday to my favorite Mathlete.

Thursday, August 9, 2007

Tuesday, August 7, 2007


As you can see, I'm still not ready to replace the fancy shoes as SOTD.
I am wearing the above silver flip-flops today, but that's not why this picture is important.
No, the reason for this picture is simple:
My feet are tan.

A decent majority of my body is tan, actually. And that NEVER happens.

Also: I recently became old. Maybe there's some sort of correlation there. Tan and Old. TALD?