Finally, a Friday that I have a moment to pee and check my email and THERE'S NO FRIDAY HAIKU! Boo!
I have a problem.
Impulse buy. Shoes. Before work.
Bought a muffin too.
Speaking of shoes, where do all those shoes come from that are hanging from the telephone wires? I seem to see them everywhere. And when one gets so old and waterlogged that it finally falls off, another one (or two) appear a few blocks away. I'm puzzled by it, afraid, and angry. Puzzled: how do they get there? why would you throw your shoe up on a telephone wire? Afraid: I am sure one will fly off there in the wind and kick me in the face. Angry: It just makes me angry. I want to grab them and take them all down, but I'm afraid I'll get electrocuted.
23 June, 2006
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Oh, I didn't realize that the Friday question was posted before Friday. Sorry. I guess I don't know the date.
Another possible urban legend:
They are tossed over wires as a memorial for someone (young, I would imagine) who has died, perhaps from (gun) violence.
Bought two pair of sneaks
in Florida, the white ones
already dirty.
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