I keep a pair of shoes around that are only for wandering around a block or two before heading home. A pair of shoes you don’t wear socks with, you just slap on and just leave. Then you go somewhere close and come back and kick them off and taa-daa they’ve served their purpose.

So I just purchased a new pair of them.

I call them “diner shoes” because I tend to go to the local diner most often while wearing them. Anyway I found out Converse makes a pair that is just simple black and white and slipper-like. Of course they also make plaid, and bright blue checks and pairs of shoes that I will wear when I am 80 and want to teeter around the block and make sure I don’t lose my feet. Then I will need bright blue checkered shoes. Of course I will.

I got the above. I did not get the below.

Young and old. Young. And. Old. But anyway there you go. That was my big move of the day. Buying a pair of diner shoes.

Christ. Maybe it is time for the blue checkered ones. I mean, when yer big move of the day is a new pair of diner shoes it might just be time to check yourself in and learn to like Jell-O. Shit. I don’t like Jell-O.