Friday, March 25, 2011

Feast or Famine

Right now, it's feast, but if you could hear me say it, my voice would be dripping with irony. Because before I even get to set aside a single cent for the shoe fund, the entire fruit basket of my labor will be sent straight to the gooberment. Toot suite.

So that the Obamanator and His Minions can then turn around and send it to China—or use it to perpetuate our "kinetic military action" in Libya. That's your circle of life in action right there. But at least we can all rest easy knowing there will be no military issued foot wear touching terra firma anytime soon. (Because the boots are too busy getting slaughtered in Afghanistan.)

Hope YOUR day is going swimmingly.


Karl said...

Good morning Moi,

Actually I'm not swimming today. You should be proud that you can send so much money out to help the fledgling democracies in the Middle East. What are a few pairs of shoes compared to the great works of our commander in chief.

Jenny said...

A few years ago, as I wrote a big check to the IRS (instead of me) I wondered why I even bother to run a small bidness. Pfffft.

I'm still confuzzled why we're bombing Libya. Last time I checked China was also not so nice to their people too. Oh wait, is it because China is loaning us money every thirty seconds?


Would those shoes be a wedge sandal? I've been looking at some recently.

moi said...

Karl: Sniff. I know. I'm so selfish, me and my shoes :o) I'm not swimming today, either, but I did do a short treadmill run.

Boxer: I can't buy any shoes because there's no way I can try them on properly! Gah! But if I did, it would be wedge. Definitely.

Pam said...

It is feast time in my world also. More than feast. It is a full-on food fight. And not a fun one at that. But life will be normal again soon enough. I wonder if people in the middle east use their designer shoes for that "slapping the shoe at the effigy" routine? If that is the case, you could fit right in.

moi said...

Pam: Horrors. Abusing footwear in such a manner. All those birka-ed biatches, hoovering up the Jimmy Choos and Louboutins, all dressed up and nowhere to go but the Dark Ages.

Blowfish said...

You made meat pies with the chutney and did not call me for dinner? You definitely crapped that negative.

They were really good were they not?

Karl said...

Good morning Moi,

How did the run feel? Up to speed soon.

moi said...

Blowfish: Hey, does Fishy know you're out and about :o) ? Yup. They were delicious, too, thank you guys again. I sent an email to Fishy letting her know, but maybe the Innernets crap-canned it?

Karl: No pain on the run, thanks for asking. I'm getting on the treadmill now to do another short one. Then a longer one tomorrow, and if that goes well, I'll hit the road on Tuesday. Slow and steady. Oh, and I hope you enjoy your cotillion tonight!

czar said...

What I'm sure is of more direct significance in Moi's world is that this week's New Yorker (3/28 edition) has a lengthy feature on your man Louboutin (sp?) and the psychology of shoes. Have you seen it? Shall I scan a copy and send?

Also, I think some of my homies will be haikuing on Monday. Ran into most of the locals yesterday. I did some more promotion.

moi said...

Czar: Thanks for sending the Looooooobooooootahn article! And your homies. I'll be up tomorrow with the scoop.

Jenny said...

ruh-roh, Blowfish is free and I bet Fishy won't be happy. Weeeeeeeee!

fishy said...

@ Boxer ..... yes, I know.
We were in his office when he asked about this week's haiku assignment. (he loved last week and Czar's analyses). We stopped in to see if there were any early entries.

Glad you enjoyed the chutney as google did eat your e-mail.