Sweet Jesus do my feet ever hurt. It all started yesterday as I made the misguided decision to take to the park and tackle an after-work round of disc golf. I made it through approximately one-third of the course before I decided that my dogs were barking rather loudly and I needed to make my way back to my car.
I thought that simply driving would be enough to take away the pain but driving did n othing to relieve the pain.
Once at home, what transpired there didn't help either. I spent the post-supper hours mowing the lawns at the estate, manicuring the vast areas of landscaping and trimming branches from the Cedar tree.
Today, as I write this, my feet are still throbbing. They are throbbing as I sit in my desk chair.
I've now removed my shoes. Yes, that's the ticket. Sure, the $12 kicks from Payless look cool but a guy can have both looks and comfort, right? I hope that I haven't done some sort of permanent damage with my poor choice of shoes where I placed form over function. Could my arches (please, no McDonald's references) be falling? Might it be Plantar Fasciitis (a la former Minnesota Viking runningback Randy Moss and my mom)? Do I need a foot massage? Any takers?
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Wednesday, August 6, 2008
Wednesday, September 12, 2007
The tale of the foot-licking mugger
First off, to get a sense of this guy, check out his mug shot.
Got that out of your head? Good. Leave it there for a minute.
Thye real meat of the story is that he took the keys and cell phone of a woman leaving work early on Saturday morning in St. Paul and, to add insult to injury, then demanded that she remove her shoes because "I'm gonna suck your feet".
Obviously, Captain Crazy Eyes has some problems. The least of which is his penchant for robbing innocent women. There are probably far more petty robbers roaming our streets at 1 AM on a Saturday than you care to imagine. But the real issue here is the foot sucking. Who, regardless of how deranged, demands to suck a random woman's feet?
I can almost imagine him muttering, in almost incoherent English with toes stuffed in his greasy, slimy mouth "This wittle piggy went to, mmmm, this little piggy went, ughh, umm, ahhh, mmmm, yethhhh."
Remember that face. How could you forget it? And keep your eyes peeled as people like this are usually out roaming the streets again long before they ought to be.
Got that out of your head? Good. Leave it there for a minute.
Thye real meat of the story is that he took the keys and cell phone of a woman leaving work early on Saturday morning in St. Paul and, to add insult to injury, then demanded that she remove her shoes because "I'm gonna suck your feet".
Obviously, Captain Crazy Eyes has some problems. The least of which is his penchant for robbing innocent women. There are probably far more petty robbers roaming our streets at 1 AM on a Saturday than you care to imagine. But the real issue here is the foot sucking. Who, regardless of how deranged, demands to suck a random woman's feet?
I can almost imagine him muttering, in almost incoherent English with toes stuffed in his greasy, slimy mouth "This wittle piggy went to, mmmm, this little piggy went, ughh, umm, ahhh, mmmm, yethhhh."
Remember that face. How could you forget it? And keep your eyes peeled as people like this are usually out roaming the streets again long before they ought to be.
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