Got my shoes on. Ready for some dancing, whenever the cat wakes up.
Just got a great new pair of insoles. I hope to have shoes soon, if the cat will let me.
Couldn't find the other shoe this morning, so I'm having to get by with just the two left ones.
Ever try to tie your own shoelaces while walking backward? Read the answer in Part II, next year sometime.
Getting near the end. I can tell because there's sludge in my shoes when I get up from praying, which isn't as easy as it used to be, either. Maybe more beer will help.
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I waited on the curb for six hours to see the cockroach parade before realizing I was there alone, and something had eaten my shoelaces.
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Me? Still treading softly. Will add the water real soon now.
Etc...
so says eff: sporadic spurts of grade eff distraction
definitions: outdoor terms
fiyh: dave's little guide to ultralight backpacking stoves
boyb: dave's little guide to backpacks
snorpy bits: nibbling away at your sanity
last seen receding: missives from a certain mobile homer
noseyjoe: purposefully poking my proboscis into technicals
