We used to have random margarita or beer Fridays, but those had waned into almost never. So this is nice. Especially when I go to check what the weather will be like for the next couple of days and I see this:
Boo! All you people wanting to move to this state...look above and consider yourselves warned. WARNED.
I should be working. I have things to do. But I don't want to work. I can't focus on anything lately. I'm bored. I'm bored with this place. But don't tell them. I currently get to do a lot of blog reading.
So, does anyone else hate Crocs? I do! Fucking ugly ass shoes. They make shoes look bad. Well, let me amend that to they make buying shoes look bad. To turn to someone and say "I have several pairs of Crocs" is not a boast...it's an admission that you think brightly colored, holey rubber looks good on your feet. Shame on you. You shouldn't be allowed to vote. And there's all these "styles" now...mary janes...ballet flats...nuh uh. Someone needs to nip this shit in the bud.
What you see below is something called "suede-vamp Crocs". I don't know if any of you have ever heard the word "vamp" before in your lives, but if you have, you'd know that the definition of the word doesn't land anywhere near what is pictured below. What's pictured below is what happens when "vamp" gets old, whithers and dies...or retires to a home. I, personally, would like to hand feed these to sharks. That's how much I hate them.
The next set below offend me on a different level. Let's examine that, shall we? First of all...Crocs are not traditionally Winter wear. They're meant for gardening...yard work...weeding...taking out the Summer trash...etc. They have holes in them...this lets rain and cold air in. This...sucks. They are not meant to cross over. This shouldn't have to be debated. It should be obvious. At the beginning of October, they go in the closet and don't come back out.
Crocs (TM) is trying to fuck with that. Nevermind the holes! Nevermind the rubber! We'll just stuff fleece in them and call them the Winter Crocs! No dice, people. What you end up with is an all-around evil shoe. The reasons for this are twofold:
1. There are still holes in the shoes, people! Have you ever worn wet fleece? NOT PLEASANT.
2. They're even uglier with the fleece. Get me? Uglier. It's like one of those man/woman people in the circus. A freak of nature.
Blah blah blah, don't buy Crocs. Now they're trying to get kids to wear them. Except that I read somewhere yesterday that sometimes the kid Crocs can get caught in escalators and cause all sorts of horrible accidents resulting in stumps. True story. I just can't remember where I read it, so I can't link it. But it's true.
God, I'm bored. Maybe I should start giving advice. That might be interesting. I mean, I know stuff about shit. Why shouldn't I be an advice giver?
I think until I get the Condicast going again, that'll be my shtick. So, yeah...email me questions and I'll answer them and junk.
Oh...you'll need an email address, won't you.