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Any Excuse For Argyle

Today’s red shirt required a decent match because, hey, if your socks can’t match your outfit at least once a month, what are you even doing? Clearly, then, said shirt necessitated red-patterned argyle. Luckily, I’ve been hanging on to these snazzy bastards for a bit.

Tomorrow calls for argyle, too, but that’s gonna be a whole ‘nother ball of socks.

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A Dark Night For The Dark Knight

Sitting out on the patio a little later than usual tonight, but given that today’s socks are in honor of everyone’s favorite Dark Knight, it seemed to make sense*. The twist is that’s not just a reference to Batman, the character. I mean, sure, who doesn’t love the Caped Crusader and his wacky crime-fighting, but today is little special as it’s the 10th anniversary of the release of The Dark Knight the movie.

Clearly that deserved a special call out in sock consideration.

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A Reasonable Pattern Of Behavior

I feel like I’ve basically been wearing socks of brands or characters of one kind or another since we went on vacation to Universal over a month ago. Which explains why this morning felt like high time to break it up with something patterned.

I really like this pair, and the Puddinette agreed, although I’m wondering at this point if that’s only because they subconsciously remind us both of a Nineties sitcom. Even so, so be it. I’ve liked socks for worse reasons, after all.

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Socks of Scarlet And Gold

I was supposed to go to Harry Potter Trivia Night at a local Pub tonight, but, sadly, parenting occasionally gets in the way. Between soccer tryouts and pickup after theater rehearsal, trivia had to go on without me. As they say, though, the pub game must go on.

Thankfully that didn’t stop me from rocking my Gryffindor socks today. Maybe I didn’t get to be there to answer quiz questions in person tonight, but at least my feet could be there in spirit.

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I Guess You Love The Turtle You’re With, Too

Wrapping up cartoon week, today I’m proudly repping a little TMNT. Please note, that’s a 90’s TV cartoon version of a Teenager Mutant Ninja Turtle, not one of those strange, hulking “Micheal Bay movie” ninja turtle.

Because I have some taste.

Now, one might think, looking at my socks, that Donatello was favorite of the four sewer-dwellers. Especially considering he’s the obligatory tech-oriented turtle. Plus he’s sporting that purple eye covering, and as we’ve discussed, purple tends to be my color.

But no. My favorite as a kid was always Leonardo. I’d like to tell you it was because he was the erstwhile leader of the group, and tended towards introspection and “doing the right thing” and stuff.

Yeah, not so much. Really, Leonardo was my guy because, well, ‘coz he had a pair of wicked cool katana.

Let’s look at the squad by comparison. Donatello used a bo staff, which seemed a lot like a basic stick to 10 year-old me. Raphael carried sai, and I’m still not sure how they work as functioning weapons, although I’m pretty sure that just makes me an inexperienced fool. Lastly, Michelangelo carried nunchaku, which look cool, admittedly, but honestly, they don’t seem both cool and utilitarian the way perfectly balanced, razor-sharp swords.

At least, that’s how young me saw it.

My point? I guess I don’t really have much of one, except possibly that Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles are almost always cool, and all of them are deserving of their own socks.

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Love The Dog (And Socks) You’re With

There are two pet dogs in today’s sock photo, and one of them is significantly more famous than the other. Smoky, however, was unfazed today by his relative ignominy. But seeing as he was the one actually getting to chase down toys and gnaw on them at my Snoopy-covered feet, I suppose his audacity can be forgiven.

Oh, and remember when I said I had intended to wear a much more well-known cartoon instead of the ninjas earlier this week? See? I wasn’t kidding. But I think everything pretty much worked out for the best.

Smoky clearly agrees.

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What For You Put Taz On Feet?

Positively spinning, I said yesterday. Get it… spinning? Because, see, Taz.

The Tasmanian Devil has always been my favorite of the Looney Tunes. In fact the only two stuffed things I showed any interest in past the age of 6 was a Tasmanian Devil and a Captain Caveman I won at an amusement park in high school.

I was ecstatic, then, when the Puddinette told me she’d found a pair of socks proudly bearing Taz. And how can you not love him? At once destructive, almost totally out of control, and largely only capable of grunts and spitting (like me on a Monday), he’s still a big softee at heart.

At least, when he’s not trying to eat pompous cartoon rabbits.

Have a Taz-worthy weekend, kids, and try not to set the place on fire.

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Marvin the Martian, Revisited

Obviously, I realize that Marvin the Martian already made an appearance here during Space Week. The thing is, though, he’s always been my second favorite Looney Tunes character. Not only was he from space — a fact that captivated me both as a kid and apparently an adult sock wearer — he really did seem like the only one of Bugs’ adversaries who was legitimately competent. How could you not appreciate that?

It would not be Cartoon Week, then, if I didn’t find a way to include him. Luckily, I had a second pair of Marvin socks at the ready because the Puddinette knows me on some crazy sub-cellular level. Or, well, just maybe, she texts me to ask before buying any possible duplicates.

However it happened, two Marvins is a good thing. Although maybe not for Earth.

Oh, and as for who was/is my number one favorite Looney ‘toon? I’m positively spinning to tell you. Odds are good we’ll all find out tomorrow.

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Some Mistakes Lead To Shuriken

It’s still Cartoon Week, and, admittedly, these aren’t exactly from a show I watched on Saturday mornings as a kid. They are, however, definitely ‘toons of some stripe, and adorable to boot. I’d surely binge watch this guy if he had a show.

Come to think of it, maybe I should write a story for today’s diminutive martial artist and see who else falls in love. 🤔

That said, I had intended to wear a pair that of ankle socks with a much more well/know character on them, but then I realized I had a meeting that required dress shoes, and even I won’t wear ankle socks with dress shoes.

At least, not yet.

But that’s fine, because this guy is awesome, and <redacted> can wait for his turn this weekend.

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Considering That Cartoon Coyote

Cartoon Week continues with perhaps the most tragic character brought to life since the Bard gave us a pair of Star-Crossed Italians. Sure, that Road Runner was spritely, but speed alone can’t account for this crafty coyote’s nigh inexplicable run of bad luck.

That said, there are clearly other factors than luck at play here. In fact, it seems as if the string of faulty products delivered by Loony Toon’s unnervingly prophetic version of Amazon, Acme, Inc., stretches the bounds of believability. Could it be that Acme was colluding with that slippery desert cuckoo, pretending to beep-beep his way out of hot water? I bet Twitter would like to see his tax returns, and his stock holdings to boot. I bet the bird had a seat on Acme’s board, if not majority share.

Then again, Wile E’s card may have read, “Wile E. Coyote, Super Genius”, but given the number of times he flew a rocket into a painted wall, I’m thinking I.Q. is possibly not the criteria used most commonly by Canis Latrans to gauge intellect. It doesn’t matter how much they’re cheat against you, the arguments for not strapping yourself to a giant stick of dynamite in the desert in the hope of catching an flightless avian annoyance are pretty hard to debate.

It’s a question for the ages: Wile E. Coyote, fool or fall guy?