Hmm. This ties into my theory about conservative policy-making, which is that they legislate for the world they want to live in in the belief that this will cause the world to live up to it.
That's a very rough idea, and actually B and Groom seemed quite nice when I met them. Just thinking here.
So if you see a post indicating you make a hot drunk, it's probably about the *other* DW, no worries.
That's OK. I'm not hot or a drunk, anyway.
I'll probably just say "Dylan" mostly, ok?
So long as you spell it right. And avoid calling me "Horny." There was a girl in high school who called me "horny" from grades 9 to 12. I was never sure why. And since her last name was a W as well, she sat behind me in most of my high school classes.
I only tell you this because while I worked my way into a middle class existence as a web designer and developer and project manager with a wife and daughter, Ms. Horny used that same attitude to star in Chicago-area comedy, get a development from Adam Sandler's company, and get a feature role in the most recent Deuce Bigalow movie.
Heh. Maybe I'm making out better than her.
Jess, curse you for that Nine West link! I MUST have these: [link] . MUST.
have you tried scratching the soles with your keys?
No, but that's a good idea. I've found that walking on concrete usually does the job pretty quick, but I'm on carpet right now.
The shoe talk amuses me, considering Hubby, as we were packing up the bedroom last night, looked at me and said, "You have a lot of shoes." I have, maybe, five pair of shoes.
I laughed at him.
"You have a lot of shoes." I have, maybe, five pair of shoes.
Oh my. How little he knows.
I have a silly number, but that's mainly because I don't think I have ever, of my own volition, thrown out a pair of shoes. I stop wearing them, but I have trouble throwing them out.