Going on the road again next week, for an extended sojourn that will take me to Istanbul, Berkeley (talk at the Business School), Miami (Sustainatopia Conference) and finally Lumbumbashi, Republic of the Congo. Also, this just in, possible whistle stop in Azerbaijan.
On a more serious note, I finally sprang for a new pair of Fitness Shoes (pictured above). I confess I never really understood the vanity dimension of footwear — until I took these babies out for a test drive, and harvested the praise of virtually everyone I encountered on brief circumambulation of the neighborhood. Students returning from school, lawn crews; the elderly walking their dogs were unanimous in their verdicts:
“Man, those are some really ‘tight’ shoes! Where’d you get them?”
I still haven’t figured out the pattern on the heels, but my best guess is it’s some kind of bar code which, when ‘read’ by the right angle of sunlight, will transport me to another dimension. Think of what I could save on airfares and VAT!
Y’all have a good day. And try not to hate me too much for my bitchin’ shoes.