Friday, like any other day

I'm not doing the "Top Ten" thing anymore. One, it's actually harder to come up with ten little snippets than it is one vaguely cohesive post, and two, so many people do a Friday bulleted list-type post, eh... with all the talk of originality...

Never mind.

Anyway, if you know me at all, (or have read this site for a while), you should know by now that I have a few issues with sandals. Not sandals per se, but the condition of the feet inside them. I've found out I have another pet peeve regarding flip-flops and their ilk: toes that extend over the shoe itself, sort of like a claw. Or a paw.

Granted, if I had my way, the world would be shod in classic, practical sneakers (sort of like the ones the members of Heaven's Gate wore, but more stylish), but if you're going to wear toe floss, at least buy a shoe that fits.

Thank you.

End rant.

Addendum: Remember when I said I was going to try to make this blog (and writing) fun again? Hmmm. That lasted all of two seconds. Let me ask you something: How is it that most of you guys can write these essay-length posts on a daily basis while I struggle to squeeze out two or three coherent paragraphs? I'm not being snotty, I really want to know. Is it time management, or have my terrible TV habits finally killed off my remaining brain cells?