Neanderpundit

But I’m already wearing the Dr Scholls shoes, I’m already standing on foam rubber pads whnever I can get away with it, and when I put a pair of those gel pads in and stood up, they squirted out of my shoes like so much Jell-o and ran screaming away- when last seen they were headed down the ryan at speeds in excess of 75 mph.

I may try the baloney, though. Might just work out OK. Plus, my feet already make their own gravy.

I feel like hammered shit. The carpet they use, I swear, is thinner than the rice paper Caine had to cross to leave the temple. I’ve been in more pain, but a GSW was involved.

Plan, tomorrow, is to tie a pillow to each foot; additionally, I intend to get a cheap bottle of generic Aleve and mash it and some Jack Daniels into a paste, which I will be spreading on my feet like peanut butter prior to putting on my socks. If all else fails I will sacrifice a goat and wrap his entrails around my toes for cushioning. Fourteen hours on daned-near bare concrete in dress shoes is teh suxxors.

of six. By the time this publishes I’ll be on my way to the first day of the show.

The carpet this year is not nearly as plush, nor the seats so comfortable

My feet can already feel the pain. By saturday I’ll be on fire.