You should shave your head instead. People lose a huge amount of heat through their heads. Why, did you know that just 3 bald men can heat up an entire gymnasium?
Flip-flops! I have a lifelong avoidance of letting my feet actually touch the ground, but sandals and the like are what I switch into as soon as I get home from work.
I have some weird mental block about sandals. They're just not comfortable (too loose and the toe-y part cuts my toes). And the closest thing I have to sandals, Crocs (yeah, I know), are comfy enough around the house but clearly make my feet sweat if I wear tham outside.
I should consider something like Chacos maybe?
6: Yeah, Chacos/Tevas might work. Honestly, it's not a problem I'm trying to solve. I'm perfectly content in my shoes 'n' socks; I just didn't know people had a heat hang-up about socks.
I have an aversion to sandals and flip-flops. The latter are _only_ to be worn while actually on a beach,* and decent sandals are hard to find.
Also, as I've mentioned before in some thread years ago, I don't like the idea of wearing any shoes I can't run or (theoretically) fight in, so any sandal without something to grip round the heel is a no-go. It's been years since I had to run or fight anyone in earnest but old habits die hard.
* it's probably pathetic, but I automatically assume any man I see wearing flip-flops while walking about normal city streets is probably a twat. It's like the fucking boat shoe for the under 40s.
I wear loafers without socks when it is hot and I don't have far to walk. If I do have far to walk, then the socks are important for blister prevention.
I automatically assume any man I see wearing flip-flops while walking about normal city streets is probably a twat
I felt kinda silly mentioning it, but since you gave me the opening: Rainbow Sandals correlate strongly with douchebaggery in my neck of the woods, so that perception no doubt feeds my own aversion.
I have one pair of very light leather trainers -- the sole is so thin they are more like a dance shoe or martial art shoe* -- which are very well lined, and which can be worn for hours with no socks and no chafing or blisters. They are indeed cool on the feet.
* they are a retro reissue of a 1970s track spike:
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re: 10
Yeah, that's exactly the sort of thing I had in mind.
I bought Keens for traveling in Thailand (cool, easy to slip off for temples) and I quite like them. They're neither supremely attractive nor terribly ugly, they provide plenty of support for exercise walking, and they are notably cooler than sneakers. A little talcum powder helps a lot.
Out here the flip-flops=twat thing isn't as... well, I'll just admit that I do it here and there, as comfort dictates, and take judgment as necessary.
Sandals nine months a year, because asphalt and concrete get hot. I take them off in parks whenever possible. Shoes when mowing or yardwork for safety reasons. I barely own socks, and has to get below freezing before I wear them.
Heat suggestion: there are torcs with propellors attached to the front to blow into your face. They are like so totes hip and cool and all the girls will chase you.
There is also a variation on a beer bong in which an upended water bottle is worn on top of your head. Capillary action or whatever keeps your thick baseball cap wet. Suggest the liter size. These are also conversation starters.
re: 13
The flip-flop = twat thing is gender specific [men only]. They make a lot of women walk like ducks,* but it's not correlated with much else.
* NTTAWWTSoT
I live in these things all summer, ever since JackM turned me on to them. I can't hack flipflops -- it takes me too long to get over the first painful blister between my toes, that I'd only get a couple of painfree weeks out of a summer. (I lived in them in Samoa, but that was an investment of a month of pain for two years of wearing them straight.)
I tend not to go anywhere that is not my bed without shoes
I've become the opposite, shoes and socks off whenever. We've always been shoes-off-in-the-house people but in recent years I've grown to really dislike padding around in my socks so they come off too (something about the way they cling and compress, yuck--when it is too cold I put on fleece-lined leather slippers).I do all yard work barefoot or in crocs or slides. In fact I think I'm on my way to becoming a crotchety old health nut on the issue: Socks considered harmful! In addition to being hot, they raise blood pressure, cause brain aneurysms, diabetes, clots, constipation and small-mindedness. Free your toes to free your mind!
re: 18
Actually, I didn't. I think somewhere in the past I'd picked up the impression you were female. No doubt that's just stupidity on my part. Still, I don't really have to worry too much about offending you since, as a flip-flop wearer, you are clearly a monster!
I automatically assume any man I see wearing flip-flops while walking about normal city streets is probably a twat.
It's certainly possible; I wear sandals about nine months out of the year, too, and have for years. I did put on socks and shoes to meet the Vice President recently, though. I'm not sure if that makes me more or less of a twat. Chacos are my favorites, they last forever.
Not wearing pants or a shirt helps too. That's how I've managed to live in Singapore without using my A/C.
Of course, I can't leave home when I'm doing this, but usually when I go somewhere there's A/C so I can wear clothes there.
I agree with #4. The only time I wear sandals is at the beach. It takes a few days to get used to them. If only vacations were longer.
8: This is the clear result of only doing a martial art that requires you to wear shoes.
re: 25
True, true. I could be training in some barefooty thing for just that eventuality, or 'ninjutsu' for days when I'm chillin' in my split toe'd sock-booties.
20: This is made funnier by the fact that you and I are FB friends. To be fair, my current profile picture is of a large pink bear, so there's room for confusion.
17 describes my approach. Even in the winter I usually do not wear socks (much less shoes) in the house. When we worked together, LizardBreath used to express outrage (maybe it was disgust, I forget) at my habit of wandering the office after hours in my stocking feet (and sometimes barefoot in the summer).
I prefer sandals to shoes in the summer but it has been a long time since I had a pair I liked and that I could fit my wide, fat feet into. The ones linked in 13 look promising.
27: That's really the distilled essense of FB friendship.
28: Yep, I was working pretty late the other night and shed both shoes and socks. Liberating! Allowed me to finally think freely and accomplish the tasks on which I had been blocked all day.
Allowed me to finally think freely and accomplish the tasks on which I had been blocked all day.
Most people don't invent bad smells professionally.
Other than biking I pretty much never wear socks in the summertime in NYC, it's sandals all the time. I like the traditional heal strap kind with padding under the straps. They keep your foot firmly attached and are very comfy. If you're worried about exposed toes you can get those Euro-style fisherman's sandal thingies. Indoors I like the slip in slip out [fake] Birkenstocks. But not wearing socks in the winter is nuts for the reason referred to in the post. Socks plus shearling slippers are ideal.
28: Huh, I thought I was the only other person in the world who took shoes off after hours at work. That was problematic when I worked at the student newspaper, as the men's restroom was often in such a deplorable state by Friday afternoon (it was cleaned on Mondays and Wednesdays, I think) that I'd have to put my shoes back on if I needed to use it on the weekend.
I don't do it so much nowadays (take my shoes off at work, not use the men's room), because the bar/kitchen manager gets upset and there's often broken glass around from dropped pint glasses.
But not wearing socks in the winter is nuts for the reason referred to in the post
Indeed. Think of the global warming as socks let you use heat less.
Sigh. No more masturbating to Tony Judt.
I wear shoes to work and to run and avoid them as much as possible the rest of the time. Socks in the house only in the winter when it gets really outside (i.e. below 65F). Mostly Birkenstocks for casual, but I keep looking for something comparably comfortable and stink-free and a bit more secure.
I've been seeing people wearing nice shoes without socks lately; the line between the fashionable and the homeless continues to blur.
Socks in the house only in the winter when it gets really outside (i.e. below 65F).
Assuming that was to say "really cold outside," it seems useful to note that the low temperature is below 65 for most of the summer here.
re: 36
65 F is cold? It's 65 F where I am now.
If somebody asked me, without giving a relative humidity or wind speed or any detail on my clothing, for my favorite temperature, I'd say 65 F.
No one has ever asked me that, but it could catch on as small talk. In fact, I'm hoping it does as I don't like talking about baseball.
65F is cold enough to make socks worthwhile when you have no heat, but yes, I'm mostly funning. My sympathies to the PNW contingent and any others who've missed summer this year. And to the people for whom summer has been nasty hot.
I used to wander around my office barefoot during summer weekends, enjoying the feel of the wrinkles and ripples in the undercarpeting and muttering bitterly about having to work over the weekend. Unemployment has sure taken care of that problem!.
And it's only when it gets into the 50s that you really have to think about staying warm.
At 65F I have half of the windows open, and am in bare feet and shorts. Although I am physically quite well insulated (ahem).
That reminds me I was going to put in some fiberglass insulation in the basement and some caulking.
35 -- so sad. I knew he had ALS, but, in a sign of the times, when I first saw the headline, my first thought was that maybe he'd been shot by some right wing Israeli group.
Postwar is a really ridiculously good book.
If only there was some way to insert a week or two of 65F highs in the middle of the summer here! I would be so happy.
My sympathies envy to the PNW contingent and any others who've missed summer this year.
This has really been the nicest summer in a while here. 72 and beautiful today.
Shouldn't you be inventing us some kind of greenhouse gasless fusion power for our giant air conditioners?
Shouldn't 51 be to togolosh? The idea of me inventing anything is laughable.
I have thoughts, many thoughts, on this subject.
For one, I hate wearing socks and shoes. They are the work of the devil (however, I do not recommend that you go picking blackberries on a steep hillside with lots of underbrush without them; my poor feet are a bit cut up today). I tend to wear lots of slip on flats as opposed to shoes that require socks when I need to look nice, and then sandals (flip-flops or Chaco's) at all other (weather-appropriate) times.
For two, I was unaware that flip-flops alone signified douche; I always associated it with an entire look (like, say - jeans with perhaps artfully frayed edges, a slightly too deep tan, a rather large watch, a polo shirt in some pastel color, flip-flops, and either a baseball hat or hair spiked just so). I would never have thought to characterize it by the flip-flops alone, which are so widely worn around here as to be completely devoid of signifying anything (IMO).
I was going to put in some fiberglass insulation in the basement and some caulking
That's a long way to go for a caulk joke.
Oh, and I take off my shoes all the time at work. I have a hard time keeping them on. I've never attempted to lecture bare foot, though. (I have had students who didn't wear shoes. It was always a little disconcerting.)
I think, on reflection, that I still harbor some residual self-consciousness about my feet, left over all the way from a high school girlfriend who absolutely despised any and all feet. It was odd.
57: I've encountered that particular oddity before too. I don't get it. Feet, if taken care of, are generally fairly attractive in their utilitarian design.
57, 58: I find it really weird that feet so easily become a taboo object, so that they are either fetishized or reviled (or both at once). They don't seem that special to me one way or the other.
They don't seem that special to me
We'll remember that next time you wanna stand up or walk somewhere.
I'm a little self conscious about my feet, because they're objectively peculiar. Functionally, they give me no trouble at all, but they're hard to fit into shoes (not unusually big lengthwise, but wide and really really tall? thick?) Sneaker laces are always too short, because all the length gets used up crisscrossing over my giant arches, and then there's not enough left to tie.
On the other hand, I hate shoes, so I'm usually barefoot anyplace it's socially acceptable at all, which means I've mostly gotten over the self-consciousness.
I've got toe nail fungus and very thick calluses plus long hairs on my toes. I'm not sure why the reviling feet is a big mystery.
I trimmed the hairs. That does help.
How long is it acceptable to leave toe hairs on the floor?
62: If you wear corrective shoes, and you've got big bunions, toenails smell and look like onions: Don't dowuchyalike. Go see a foot doctor or something, a'ight?
64: The time (in seconds) is inversely proportional to the length (in millimeters) of the hair.
LB and I have the same feet (or so it sounds like)! Ridiculously high arch? High instep? Overly wide? Toes nearly the same length? I started to like mine better after a dancing teacher remarked that it was too bad I was such a klutz and had no rhythm (this sounds harsh but it was both true and already self-acknowledged) because I had the perfect feet for ballet. It does make finding shoes a real bitch, though.
The puppy chewed through my flips, so I'll be wearing shoes the rest of the week. Boat* shoes, though, when I'll be in the water.
It's been quite dry, and hotter than usual, I think, on Vancouver Island. It's raining today -- first rain at the house in 6 weeks, I think.
* Not anything commercially so named, these are old Reeboks fit only to be worn launching boats etc.
I hate socks. I spend as much of the year as possible in Mexican-style huarache sandals. My feet need to breath, baby.
First meal of the day: pâte sablée scraps; corn; bits of nectarine.
64: The time (in seconds) is inversely proportional to the length (in millimeters) of the hair.
I think you'll find that the proportionality holds independently of the units.
72: Yes, I was puzzling that out when my wife said, "What is that on the floor?" I told her it was nose hairs, so she wouldn't think I'd been gettign new bad habits.
Feet are quite possibly the cutest part of babies. On adults, though, there is great variation and some truly, truly ugly specimens.
73: You really do trim the Moby toes' hair? I used to pull out these weird scraggly upper-arm airs, but then I saw my brother's back hair and decided I didn't have it that bad and should worry about other things.
75: Not on a regular basis or anything, but they get very long so I'll usually just give them a quick trim when I'm cutting the nails or something.
The one summer I spent where it was really hot all the time I wore flip-flops* almost every day. It wasn't really in a city, though it was in a classroom/campus kind of setting (where I was a student). Generally, I like to wear shoes.
*"Flip-flops" is one of those words where I have to remember that I grew up with another usage, and need to pick the right term for the right context. My family has always called that type of footwear "zoris", though generally since I remember buying them almost always from bins full of them in American stores, I don't think I've ever had any that were technically not "flip-flops."
My sympathies to the PNW contingent and any others who've missed summer this year.
It appears that summer finally got to the PNW, at least the Canadian version. I have Yahoo set up to give me weather from a few locations, and a few weeks ago the highs up there started being consistently 15+ degrees warmer than in SF.
My family always called flip-flops "thongs", but that's untenable these days.
My family calls thongs "g-strings" which made learning to tune a guitar a total giggle fest.
My family called the G string on a guitar "butt floss."
My family calls floss "tooth thong."
My family calls teeth "gum calluses."
I had the perfect feet for ballet.
Me three. I was lucky enough to receive a foot massage recently, and the kind person massaging my feet remarked that as strong and block-like as my feet are, they seemed effectively impenetrable. I tried to make encouraging noises: foot massages are really very nice indeed.
I haven't worn flipflops in ages, and partly because these days I suspect they'd give me shin splits. I like my shoes to stay on my feet without any effort on my part.
Boat shoes---are they called topsiders or is that a brand?---are back for men. Unfortunately.
Boat shoes---are they called topsiders or is that a brand?---are back for men.
We're blaming Vampire Weekend for that one, right?
We're blaming Vampire Weekend for that one, right?
Armsmasher got a pair some time ago, IIRC.
16: I've found that the blister-between-toes only happens with plastic straps. I have a pair like these and never run into that problem, even though I wear them too infrequently to develop a callous.
In general, though, I have really sweaty feet (and palms! So attractive!) and so I wear socks pretty much everywhere except in the water and at yoga (where my instructor won't let me get away with anything on my feet, not even yogitoes).
All of this is complicated by my feet: over-pronated, piegon-toed, and between half-sizes. Finding any shoes at all--casual, athletic, dress, you name it--is a nightmare, especially since I can't walk in anything that doesn't a) encase my foot, or b) completely strap it down. I have no idea what I'm going to wear to job talks/interviews this year (assuming that I'm lucky enough to have that problem).
Y'all must be thrilled that I've de-lurked ;).
Flip-flops, Stanley. Flip flops.
My mother-in-law shouted across a store to my wife, who was shopping for a dress to wear to a friend's wedding, "$foo! This dress would match your thongs!" since mother-in-law always referred to flip-flops as "thongs."
PSA: I recently spent a week up mountains using only my Adidas Chile 62 trainers, and my feet were happy. Obviously, this plan wouldn't have worked in northern Europe, but it's worth bearing in mind that the ultra lightweight option works in the right circumstances.
Relatedly, I bought a Campagnolo softshell jacket while I was there, and paid less than I did for the tickets back from the airport across London. Rail privatisation!
Nobody writes, nobody calls.
My family calls some of the cousins' Christmas letters "Epistolatory Goatse."
Flip-flops are also known as jandals in New Zealand, infradito (between-toes) in Italy, chappal, Hawaii chappal, Qainchi (scissor-like) chappals in India and Pakistan, thongs in Australia, France and Canada, slip-slops (or just slops) in South Africa, go-aheads in the South Pacific, ojotas or chancletas in Argentina,chanclas in Spain, chancletas or sandalias in Mexico, Central America and South America, japanke (lit. Japanese) in Croatia, Serbia and Montenegro, japonki (lit. Japanese [women]) in Poland, вьетнамки / v'yetnamki (lit. Vietnamese [women]) in Russia, chinelos in Brazil, kafkafim in Israel, sayonares in Greece, tsokara in Greek Cyprus, vietnámi papucs (lit. Vietnamese slippers) in Hungary, žabky (lit. small frogs) in Czech and tsinelas or chinelas in the Philippines. In Hawaii and several other places around the world, they are called "slippers".We also called them "thongs" almost exclusively as did my wife growing up in suburban New Jersey. Not sure if there was any regionalism in the US to thing v. flip-flop or whether it is just a change over time.
Rail privatisation!
Already tried, piecemeal but to a substantial extent, I believe, and it lost the Blair government some dregs of its trust.
@94: You've seriously missed my point. I was there. The Blair government renationalised the rail infrastructure, one of its few lasting achievements. Personally, I think everyone involved in the privatisation should be tried by court martial.
93: The Philly part of NJ? In our (more northerly) parts they were strictly flip-flops.
93- Growing up on the West Coast, I'd always heard thongs" as well. I wonder if a switch to "flip-flops" was necessitated by the more recent popularity of the, uh, current usage of the word.
And they only suggest douchebaggery to me in that they're an essential part of the Obnoxious American Tourist stereotype. When packing for childhood vacations there was always the inevitable parental admonitions that they not be forgotten.
92 is hilarious. And, JennyRobot, some of us de-lurkers have shared worse things, you know.
94,95:Hah! An opening for evil trolls.
He took his very young son along, too young to understand what is being seen being lost. I wondered about that, that it might be less about anything given to the kid (presumably ~5) and more about heightening one's own appreciation and nostalgia.
Every commenter started out as a lurker. Well, except for two, but they don't comment anymore.
It's intriguing, though very likely a coincidence, that the traditional Japanese word for "sandal" is waraji, and a Mexican Spanish word for the same is huarache.
I still harbor some residual self-consciousness about my feet, left over all the way from a high school girlfriend who absolutely despised any and all feet.
Just be glad she didn't set your shoes on fire. That'll scar a man for life.
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I will probably delve into Tony Judt tonight, but it just seems to depress me to read those reasonable centrists who have dedicated the last thirty years to attacking and de-legitimatizing the radical left. Postwar but I would really love to find his first on Provence.
Krugman linked to this article about Japan's hopeless young men as a forecast of America.
One of K's commenters asked "What About Japanese Women?" There was a link embedded, they are doing relatively well, thank you. Except for not getting laid enough. Fun stat in this article about national condom usage.
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re: 95
Amen to the courts-martial.
103: If their taste in animation is anything to go by, you should be happy about the relative lack of sex in Japan.
95, 104: Who started the rail-privatization movement? I had the impression that it was still new but gathering speed around '98-99.
96: 93: The Philly part of NJ? In our (more northerly) parts they were strictly flip-flops.
Nope, Bergen County. Possible evidence for changes over time--she was born in 1957*, I assume you came along rather later.
*"Hey, honey! I just posted your age on the Internet. That's OK, right?"
Whoa, Stormcrow's wife is older than my mom.
107/108: And younger than my oldest brother.
Stanley, dude, you're barely older than my cats (who are no longer with us).
108 - yeah, but Stanley, you're younger than my 7 year old, aren't you?
I prefer barefoot if possible. Used to go around college barefoot and only went back to my room to put on shoes if I was going out of Turl Street. At the moment I have Tevas (sorry Ogged) that I love, and was very excited when I could start wearing them again this spring. Never wear shoes in the house. Used to wear lots of socks if it was cold, but realised this winter that slippers are actually a lot warmer.
I saw a man wearing FiveFingers on the tube recently! Still really want a pair of them - should do something about that. My daughters think that wearing them may be an eccentricity too far.
My dad was born during the Hoover administration, but I think I'm closer in age to Stanley than JP.
In fact, I have the age and experience of four seven-year olds combined
FiveFingers on the tube
Low hanging fruit is good, but if it is on the ground, you shouldn't take it.
Given that it's difficult to find a shoe that fits the rough contours of a foot, I find it hard to believe adding toe-fitting will make for better comfort.
Also, stubbing.
I have the age and experience of two Stanleys combined.
And missing an ab? I'm 40 in December - hey, we could all say how old we are!!!!!
The 'ab's are the first to go, so now I keep my shirt on most of the time.
I've always thought that wearing five-toe shoes would be like wearing flip flops with a toe-separator thingy between all fives toes: why? Would you voluntarily walk around with cotton balls between all your toes? I think not! But word is that they're reasonable. I have trouble believing it.
FiveFingers are surprisingly comfortable, but I haven't gone so far as to wear them to the gym yet. I have seen a few people wearing them around the gym, though, so I wouldn't be blazing a trail, exactly.
Y'all must be thrilled that I've de-lurked ;).
I am!
I guess the fabric is really thin in the five-toe shoes, so you don't feel like you have a wedgie between all your toes.
121: If you blaze a trail at the gym, spritz with the disinfectant and wipe it down for the next person.
123: Not thin, exactly, but the little individual toe boxes are pretty tight, so there isn't much friction-creating slippage.
112: My dad was born during the Hoover administration
I enjoy* playing the "closer to" game with my Dad's birthdate--born closer to the administration of William Henry Harrison than to today. And since Harrison was such an old dude when he was elected, he was born closer to the execution of Anne Boleyn than to today.
*I enjoy it more than he does, anyway.
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But: it was a distinctive quality of the Obama campaign that it offered not just particular legislation or programs, but a radical recasting of the mood of politics in a democracy dangerously detached from its own founding virtues. His complete failure to vindicate that promise--indeed, his abandoning of nearly all the terms of innovative political approach that got him elected--is far more serious and devastating than his particular failure to follow through on health policy, the Middle East, etc. He has raised and dashed hopes in a way that no one has done here for two generations. That seems to me grounds for despair. What would you have me say? That he may yet do better? That he inherited a tough situation? That all politics is the art of compromise? All true. And all secondary to the scale of lost hopes.
Ok, I like him a little better.
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And more sock bashing--4 hours since I last wore 'em and I can still feel the inflection point on my shin where they come up to (in fact I think it is a subtle but permanent feature). They're the devil.
Hah! I thought of you, bob, when I read that the first time.
125: Ah. I'm fooling around a bit: I figured that if people recommend them, the arrangement must be suitable, not uncomfortable. It's just difficult to imagine.
Certainly the closer shoes are to the barefoot experience, the better, except in cases where significant support (ankle, tread) is called for.
Stanley's pro-sock stance is fine if you're weird, but I shed socks for the season the moment weather permits. In the depths of winter, thick cozy comfy socks are great, but sweaty feet? Nuh-uh.
I often don some fresh socks (rather than going barefoot) if my feet are sore. Not for cushion, but because the support is nice.
Parsi, nojust regular gym socks. Clingy, elastic-y gym socks.
Just teasing.
I observed to my housemate when I got home this evening that he has a pronounced sock-line tan, about 4 inches above his ankles. Heh. Pasty-looking ankles and feet (he is white) and a very clear line. He didn't take it well, I don't think, said he realized that and was embarrassed [thank you very much].
Don't sweat the small stuff!
I love walking around barefoot, but realistically I know I am better off in socks and a sturdy shoe with good support thanks to my rotten pronation. I like shoes without socks, too, but that stinkifies the shoes irrevocably in no time flat.
That's very sad about Tony Judt. It's amazing how much writing he managed to produce while suffering the debilitating effects of a horrible degenerative disease.
137: I thought that I needed shoes with good support until I read this. I've been wearing flip-flops and walking around barefoot since then and I haven't had any problems, yet. Recent evidence suggests that shoes that are supposed to help over-pronaters not only don't help, but actually cause harm.
What kind of UN blue-helmeted commie freak isn't pro-nation?
New comment (because it seemed a bit disrespectful to immediately follow an acknowledgment of someone's death with a more frivolous discussion of footwear).
My attitude toward socks is highly seasonal. In the summer, I hate socks and avoid wearing them whenever possible. In the winter, I like them so much as a cozy protective layer that I even wear them to bed (but almost always manage to take them off in my sleep). I don't really like feet, speaking from a purely aesthetic perspective, but of course recognize their utilitarian value. Sock-based tan lines look cute on a kid, but on a grown man they are perhaps not the best way to attract the attention of the laydeez.
because it seemed a bit disrespectful to immediately follow an acknowledgment of someone's death with a more frivolous discussion of footwear
Depending who died, of course. If Dr. Scholl had passed it would be quite thoughtful of you.
If Dr. Scholl had passed
Was he a real person? Or just another Betty Crocker?
(Also: while I don't like feet, and am somewhat ambivalent toward hosiery, I'd be embarrassed to admit how much I do love shoes).
I don't really like feet, speaking from a purely aesthetic perspective
Nice feet are really, really nice. I can't define what counts as nice, but I do find some feet quite a positive thing.
With respect to Tony Judt, I'd heard about his suffering a while ago, and was shocked. I think I mourned for him then, upset on his behalf. I believe he dictated his last book, which I understand is quite good. He is (was, now) one of the good ones. It really sucks.
Some people have chosen to do without feet entirely, which is pretty sexy.
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I can now confirm that this is not an actual sequence of dialogue from Inception
Ellen Page: Where are we?
Leonardo DiCaprio: A dream within a dream.
EP: Everyone is screwing.
LDiC: That's what happens at this level of consciousness.
EP: How do we get out?
LDiC: We go deeper in.
[Big music que. Camera pulls out.]
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Instead of "feet," we're supposed to use "meter" because of the UN commie French Indiana haters in Paris. Right. I'll get to learning that right after I finish reading the internets.
Cue? Do you want me to look this up?
¿La música grande que dice "bow chikka wow wow"?
Maybe rob is confused because his mother is a deque.
And is it just me, or does George Clooney, when bearded and disheveled, resemble Paul Krugman?
See I thought the spelling with a 'q' was English for something--a line, a signal, a ball--something.
Y'all are missing the important point, which is that in the actual movie several good looking people dive deep into the unconscious mind and yet there is no screwing. This point may be less obvious to people who haven't seen the movie.
151: hosiery/Hoosier. Not very good, but not much was happening.
Not very good
Terrible, in fact. Geez.
Maybe I should put Inception in my Netflix queue. That's queue. But I guess it just came out, so it's not on DVD yet.
154: I've had that thought before too (or rather, that Paul Krugman resembles Clooney).
158.1: Sorry for messing with the socks/painful death conversation.
I keep thinking about going to see Inception just because everyone is talking about it so much. The other day it came up in a lunch conversation where someone gave a surprisingly strong endorsement of 500 Days of Summer and I couldn't manage anything much more articulate than sputtering in response. I was thinking about launching into an exposition of the trouble with Manic Pixie Dream Girl movies, but I think people would have thought I was being weird.
Terrible, in fact. Geez.
Ah, c'mon. It wasn't half bad. I don't know the American Midwest from a hole in the ground, but I sort of got it.
There was a movie with Gene Hackman called Hoosiers. I don't know if it was good or not as I don't recall much of it.
Or maybe it was Gene Tierney. Either way, I should probably get some sleep.
The most popular joke when I was in 2nd grade: "Why did they build a bridge across the Ohio River?" "So the Hoosiers could swim across in the shade."
162: Oh, okay. I didn't get it.
Goodnight. It does, by the way, sound as though Inception might be worth seeing. Didn't Doc Slack say it was "the dope"? And rob is committing mispellings over it, although there is no screwing.
Because people who live across a natural geographic boundary are a fortiori incapable of properly using technology, of course.
I didn't get Moby's joke either.
Who sets off fireworks at 12:30 a.m.? Did it take the Pirates until then to lose?
rob is committing mispellings over it
He's not the only one.
I saw inception last night. I really liked it.
Not advanced physics, but it was revolutionary when i actually got a spritzer bottle to use in conjuction with my personal fan. Like the cold mists of sanfranscico
the last week i've had flu, which ALSO is very effective in making hot and muggy seem downright chilly.
104: The first privatised train ran in 1994; the rail-bed infrastructure, stations, rolling stock, and BR institutions were sold by 1996. By 1999 the bodies were beginning to pile up, by 2001 Railtrack was essentially bankrupt (but still paying dividends!) and by 2002 it had gone bust and been renationalised. By 2004 the engineering functions had been taken back in-house at Network Rail, and around about the same time the first train-operating franchise was taken over by the Department of Transport.
I think my feet may be my favourite part of my body. They're so useful and reliable.
People here have been making me feel lazy, with the cycling and running. Instead of going to the casino, I'm going to see if I can still run an 8 minute mile.
Betty Crocker was a real person. The pseud of a real person. An alum of Montana State, in fact. (Then she left for a rival corporation, and they kept the pseud . . .)
http://www.montanamagazine.com/online2009/index.php?sIssue=2009_07-08&sArticle=20090630162347
I said I wanted to be able to run a 12 minute mile, right? Mission Accomplished.
180: I've been doing my running extremely, almost laughably, slowly, never having been a runner. (I played baseball, football {the brown eggball kind}, and basketball growing up, and I did fine. But those are short bursts of running, not the sustained thing.)
Anyway, just be careful not to do a four-minute mile because then you have to be in The Get Up Kids, and I don't think they're very good these days.
My legs really hurt now. My goal is to double the distance (I only did 1.7 miles today) and get down to ten minute miles before it gets ass-numbing cold.
I'm rewarding myself with a fancy phone. iPhone or Droid?
My goal is to double the distance
At the risk of sounding like I'm bragging (again, laughably slow and inexperienced running person here), I've been impressed on how easy it's been to add a little distance at a time. I charted a humble initial course using this tool. I've gone from 2.2 mi to 3.8 in about a month.
183: I too wonder. It was close to settled out of sympathy for the openness of the Android architecture, but then I realized that if I got an iPhone I would have an iPod with Genius functionality, which I really like (despite the name).
This chart may help you, Moby.
When you see the bottom line for 24 months, it makes me think I should just get an iTouch.
I'm rewarding myself with a fancy phone. iPhone or Droid?
I love the iPhone for the Apps, and for its ease of integration with iTunes on my laptop. However, the AT&T service in my area is horrible. My percentage of dropped calls is higher than the current rate of real unemployment.
Have never touched the Droid, but it does seem more reliable.
I should just get an iTouch.
God fucking dammit. It's called the iPod Touch™. I told those asshats in marketing that everyone would call it the iTouch and make all the requisite childish jokes, but does anyone listen to the guy with cancer? Of course not.
For the record, I went with my current cell phone/provider and an iPod Touch, and have been quite happy with that choice.
You know who wore socks? Hilter.
I did not make it to the genius bar. Instead, I made one of these. (Link is a .pdf.) It worked once, but I had issues with the valve and will have to try something else. I used a value I got at an auto parts store and it really does not fit in 1/2" pipe, so I had to carve it with a knife.
191: I can't remember; is your son old enough that you can pretend you were doing this for him?
193: Yes. He saw it earlier this weekend.
Is this the listing-accomplishments thread? I went 2-0 in backyard cornhole this evening. Boy howdy.
196: Probably not even close to enough to get you in the running for History's Greatest Monster. But keep at it, champ.
197: I did it wearing crocs with no socks. And I laughed when it fell.
I went 2-0 in backyard cornhole this evening
And then offered your pals some fruit of the low-hanging variety.
My sympathies to the PNW contingent and any others who've missed summer this year
It hasn't been that bad; the mornings are cool and cloudy, but it warms and clears up, and we haven't had any rain to speak of for a couple of months. But I guess it's been non-summery enough that I'd totally forgotten about getting out my Birks until reading this thread.
And then offered your pals some fruit of the low-hanging variety.
Someone did pilfer our pear tree, now that you mention it. I think she had ideas involving pie, which ideas I supported.
203: My full support for the pie idea is pending the actual tasting of the pie. I mean, there was fruit hanging on a tree in my backyard, and a nice young lady asked if she could take some and make a pie with it. Surely, no gentleman can decline that request.
I've made pear pies a couple times. My impression is that the flavor is too mild. I keep trying, though, because I love the idea.
My instinct for pear pie would be to go the savory route, with a little mustard and cheese (pecorino Romano?). Filo pastry.
207: Okay, I need to go buy lunch now. Sadly, no one in reach will sell me savory pear/cheese pie.
Mmmmmm. Savory pear cheese empanada? Good plan, Chrys.
I've always thought that wearing five-toe shoes would be like wearing flip flops with a toe-separator thingy between all fives toes: why? Would you voluntarily walk around with cotton balls between all your toes? I think not! But word is that they're reasonable. I have trouble believing it.
I had flip flops like that. They were originally billed as pedicure sandals for which purpose they're really very useful, but then they got renamed Yoga Sandals.
