Shoes: The Effect Of A Blog, The Topic Of A Blog

And also something to wear on your feet!



 So I got Linlah's box right away...har har har, I know, "that's what she said". Geez, you guys are so immature.

However, moving, and then procrastinating on unpacking, had to come first.

 I opened it eventually...and yes, I totally used my own blog as a backdrop to their photo op. Let no one say I let self-promotion opportunities go to waste.

Click to enlarge for at-home forensic creepering

By my super-nifty crime lab detection methods of looking-with-eyes, I deduced that Linlah, or someone in her life, has dark curly hair. Can you spot the evidence, boys and girls? You too can be a stalker-creeper,  if you eat all your vegetables and listen to ca-razy Auntie Kana!

 She also sent a card. It was sweet, humorous, featured a sandwich, and had money in. It was a LOT of money. This is my favorite kind of card.

Thus inspired, I then proceeded to get a little...carried away. BUAHAHA.

When the dust settled, there were seedy pics taken of seed-themed shoes. Well, nuts/seeds.

I don't mind telling you, I had a devil of a time coming up with the cartoon, line-drawing representation of a pine cone. SRSLY. Real devils came to persecute for my sins in life, and were all like, "Oh, sorry. I didn't realize you had already been helped."

 Lola-Pants really enjoyed the interesting niffs the packing material provided her -- and the crinkly wonder that is a plastic shopping bag is always appreciated.





Through further stalker-forensics, I detected NOT ONLY what chain store outlets are in Linlah's general area, but which ones she's made purchases at. I am good, guys -- at being a skeezy creeper, at least!

Simple Pleasures, Part 1: Green Sneakers

I have a pair of green sneakers, and they are one of my greatest 'simple pleasures'. They're just some random thing, a typical Payless special - no particular shape, no special brand, no real plan - just bein' shoes, as hard as they can. They were kelly green when I first got them, and they remained that way for quite awhile; they were the "wrong" green, they looked somehow immature and foolish sticking out of the bottom of my jeans. I'd wanted green sneakers, and there they were, but I'd wanted something fun, funky and eccentric, not a cartoon of Fail. So I avoided them...I avoided them like an acquaintance whose name you cannot remember -- with regret, uneasiness, guilt and a sense of resentment for being so unfairly burdened by such a little thing.

 One day, I was going on a hike, and I only had one pair of sneakers. So on to my feet they went. I remember some sort of grim sense of pleasure that I was going to finally thrash these shoes into something other than their First Day of Dumbass School state - at least with dirt on they'd be a different tone of fail. 

It was a loooooong drive to the trail. Alaska's main export could be Vast Tracts of Space, if that was physically possible. Because yes I know that's not how exports work. Geez. As it is, I work in AK's Dept of Natural Resources. In Land Sales. So.

I was bored. And I had a green sharpie. And then I looked down at all that kelly green canvas propped on the dashboard in front of me...

The rest is history. I drew my little heart out, and because the sharpie was a 'true' green, it darkened the overall color, and made them a one-of-a-kind Kana masterpiece. And I didn't even eff them up as per my usual; they're beautiful, if now hopelessly battered from regular use. Here are pics of today's Green Sneakers:

Left: frogs and snails love vines!

Right: Snail leaves Frog in favor of a mushroom

They are my favorite sneakers. EVER. They turned out so much better than I could have ever hoped after I'd first been confronted with the kelly green Remedial Class joke Payless had offered. The fact that they went from being so bad to something so awesome is part of what makes me so happy when I wear them. And so that concludes the first installation in my new intermittent series, Simple Pleasures.