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Thursday, January 29, 2004
Then I wink, hop over a puddle, onto a snow bank, jump over a frozen group of tourists and into work I go.
This is where the shoes go downhill. They are absolutely awful inside on a non-carpeted surface. It feels like I'm walking on ice when I'm in my kitchen more than when I'm actually walking on ice. Yesterday in the subway I was sliding all over the place. People look at me as if to say, "Wow, either that guy has some really awful shoes... or he is recovering from a spinal injury."
That's all I have to say. Good day, sir.