Tag Archive | socks
Went with a simple pair today, but now that I’m looking at the picture, it’s kinda driving me a little bit crazy. The color rings ought to have a pattern, but I’ll be damned if I can find one. It looks like a color-blind electrician went to work and now nobody can tell what’s hot, […]
Saturday night calls for a beer. Maybe something with a little more flavor than Springfield’s finest, but I’d definitely say it’s time for a pint.
Smoky and I were thinking about watching a movie tonight. Possibly something with a certain Caped Crusader? The only real question is, The Dark Knight or Keaton and Jack in Batman? It’s a decision almost as difficult as picking out socks every morning. 😏
Finally made it in for those big meetings today, but by Thursday, there’s been too much week for socks that say, “at least sort of professional”. No, Thursday needs some chill, maybe even some cool tunes. Luckily, these record player socks fit the bill just right.
I was scheduled to have An Important Meeting today, so I gussied myself up suitably (by which I mean I put on the old Busimess Casual instead of denim, even going so far as to double check to make sure my shirt buttons went mostly straight down the center of my chest. I also pulled […]
It was a long day in the software mines today, kids. So long, in fact, that I almost forgot to get the all-important Sock Post of The Day picture before closing the computer and heading off to bed. Luckily I didnt forget, because while today might have been all business, my feet were definitely all […]
While a surprising number of people have shown interest in my recent daily sock adventures, it appears Smoky is unimpressed. I guess when you’ve got a stuffed hippo, socks are way less interesting.
Played another hockey game tonight, my second in 4 days. That’s a lot to ask of a nearly 45 year-old body that’s, well, let’s just say it’s seen a few hard miles. Pretty sure I’m going to be feeling it tomorrow. And here’s proof that I’m still putting myself through the icy ringer, complete with […]
Thirteen days of different, funky socks. I think I might even be getting the hang of this.
Friday called for cheeseburgers, just as the winter storm outside (that took its sweet time getting here, despite Cincinnati’s all-day full-blown mania) might call for putting some of our new board games through their paces. Everybody pull up a chair and grab some cocoa, because there’s the potential for a lot of Monopoly about to […]