Tuesday, September 9, 2008

Wanna be a baller, shot caller, twenty inch blades on the Impala

Sometimes the weirdest things make you happy. For me, one of those things are sandals. No matter what the weather outside is, I have a good chance to be wearing sandals. Since I am neither German or an imbecile, I do not wear socks with my sandals. Nothing is quite as bad as white socks with sandals ... especially Birkenstocks.

I know sandals are terrible for your feet. I accept that. But I like my feet to be able to breathe. Socks and shoes make my feet too hot and sweaty. I will save them for when my feet will be needing to get hot and sweaty via athletic events. If I could safely do those activities barefoot, I would. Alas, everyone else wears dangerous shoes, so I must protect my toesies.

Back to the weather. I wear athletic sandals in the rain because my feet will dry off a lot faster than the fabric of my shoes or socks. In the snow, sandals work just fine as long as you aren't outside and you can keep your feet dry. Maybe I am just weird (ok, I am really weird), but temperature doesn't really affect my feet.

As usual, there really isn't a point to this. I need to go to bed and work on actually studying for the rest of the week. Am I worthless? Well... I'm not worthwhile.

1 comment:

Debbie said...

you might benefit from a pedicure