Hahahahahaha!!! This morning has been a great for morning laughs...with this one topping off the morning!!! I'm glad I wasn't drinking my tea as I read the comments!!!
This also reminds me of my nephew (~4yrs old) after his grand-Poppa died. He watched the coroner take Poppa John away. He thought about it a minute as the adults all stood there crying. He looked at us and asked "Poppa is gone forever?". We said "Yes Connor, Poppa is never coming back". He said "Oh, OK." Then took off running around like a dragonfly and said "Look, I can go sooooo fast!" as he zipped around the neighborhood. Connor is now 12 and these shoes look like they'd fit him perfectly now.
I think your posting late is a good sign: you're so engrossed in other projects you forget to look at the calendar or clock. Maybe you even forget where you left your tennies.
You should write a book, called "Failure to Publish." And then publish it.
ReplyDeleteThen you wouldn't be out photographing homeless shoes. Well, you probably would still be doing that.
Wow. That kid was FAST!
ReplyDeleteI'll publish the book you suggest, Cliff, as long as James doesn't mind if I use his comment on the jacket.
ReplyDeleteI shall return.
ReplyDeleteA simpler solution might have been to put each shoe on the correct foot.
ReplyDeleteWon't even ask for royalties. Notoriety at parties shall be sufficient.
ReplyDeleteI should post late more often. You guys are snappy.
ReplyDeleteMom? Where are my shoes? . . . as we get out of the car 5 hours from home. . .
ReplyDeleteNot taken by aliens. Note that the right shoe is on the left. Some lucky soul achieved the lost sixth position of ballet and ascended immediately.
ReplyDeleteTennies from Heaven.
ReplyDeleteI still have a soft spot for my paper calendar. I hope it was a happier-than-not situation that left these shoes behind.
ReplyDeleteI love the shot, Petrea! A Pasadena Street.
ReplyDeleteHahahahahaha!!! This morning has been a great for morning laughs...with this one topping off the morning!!! I'm glad I wasn't drinking my tea as I read the comments!!!
ReplyDeleteNo shoes allowed in the car?
ReplyDeleteLulu, I'm using paper AND online. Yikes.
ReplyDeleteLauren, it's El Molino at Claremont, facing north toward Washington Park.
ReplyDeleteGood ones, eh, Chieftess?
You may have put your finger on it, Hamilton.
If the shoe fits, wear it (with socks).
ReplyDeleteShoeless Joe.
ReplyDeleteOr maybe with sock, Karin, it's hard to say.
ReplyDeleteM: Shoeless Joe (two blocks north of) Jackson.
"I can do a mile in under 3 minutes. Wanna see me do it again? ".
ReplyDeleteok, that was supposed to have a subscript comment "Especially with shoes on the wrong feet".
ReplyDeleteThis also reminds me of my nephew (~4yrs old) after his grand-Poppa died. He watched the coroner take Poppa John away. He thought about it a minute as the adults all stood there crying. He looked at us and asked "Poppa is gone forever?". We said "Yes Connor, Poppa is never coming back". He said "Oh, OK." Then took off running around like a dragonfly and said "Look, I can go sooooo fast!" as he zipped around the neighborhood. Connor is now 12 and these shoes look like they'd fit him perfectly now.
ReplyDeleteIn case of rapture, these shoes will be unoccupied.
ReplyDeleteI think your posting late is a good sign: you're so engrossed in other projects you forget to look at the calendar or clock. Maybe you even forget where you left your tennies.
ReplyDeleteYou guys are all wonderful and I won't quit blogging because I can't let you go.
ReplyDeleteCaseys shoes
ReplyDeletePA, thank you, I love that.
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