European-sized shoes like Clarks and Danskos are never quite big enough for me. My feet are not very wide, but long; I wear a 10.5-11 in American sizes. The European equivalent of size 10 (42) is too short, and size 43 apparently doesn't exist. So I cannot share in the Danskos love.
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Natter 72: We Were Unprepared for This
Off-topic discussion. Wanna talk about corsets, duct tape, or physics? This is the place. Detailed discussion of any current-season TV must be whitefonted.
Dansko's makes men's clogs! Not as many styles, but they size up to Simply Enormous (i.e. 48). [link]
I always liked Clark's when I worked in Footwear. Nice leather. I should check them out again.
What does the sentence "half the population was decimated" even supposed to mean??? Within context it's nu-decimation, but still
If it doesn't mean 5% wiped out, maybe a whole bunch of men?
Thank you, flea. I will try to find out if the local library has it.
Having traced my ancestors back to the Plymouth colony, I find that one of my forefather's other wives' first husband was (most likely) the forefather of a former coworker. Most interesting. And if I were to have to choose coworkers to have a randomly distant connection with, this guy would be on the short list.
I've tried to put together a family tree, but the software made it so exasperating it wasn't fun. Everyone could have only one first name and the middle name didn't show up, and it was really difficult to keep track of multiple marriages.
I've tried to put together a family tree, but the software made it so exasperating it wasn't fun. Everyone could have only one first name and the middle name didn't show up, and it was really difficult to keep track of multiple marriages.
What software were you using? Family Tree Maker is pretty good.
I can't remember, Hil.
How good is ancestry.com? I have a ton of info about both sides of my family and have always wanted to dig deeper. Is it worth the money?
I like slap disease better than fifth disease... fifth disease always seemed like such a dis.
We can't even bother to name you...
It's like my aunt, who was the eighth child, having no baby pictures. (Once she needed one for school and had to take one of her sister). Well, no individual baby pictures. I think they found one later though.