philadelphia versus houston

2004.09.20 3.09

Month 40 here in Philadelphia is drawing closer. The latest nuance that I just picked up on has to do with shoes. For some reason in Texas we call Foot Locker purchased shoes ''Tennis Shoes'' or ''Tenny Shoes'' or some variation thereof. At least that's what I've been calling them all this time. Somebody let me know if I've been seriously confused. Here in Philly, however, everyone I talked to was clueless about what I was talking about when I talked about my new tennis shoes. It just didn't occur to me that I don't play tennis, I don't plan to play tennis, and what makes a cross-training shoe a tennis shoe, anyway? ''Those look like wrestling shoes'' was the most common critique. What the hell does that mean? Wrestling? Like Wrestlemania wrestling? I've never paid attention to the shoes those guys wear. All of that throwing each other around and fake falling on your head stuff has distracted me from the finer points of what kind of footwear they were using. I'll try to pay closer attention the next time I'm watching Hulkamania. For the time being, I'm just calling them My New Shoes. Pfft.

I think I might be coming down with something and I somehow only have one sick day left for the rest of the year. The other sick days were used up when I dislocated my left pinky, went on doctor visits for aforementioned pinky, stabbed my right index finger with a palm tree twill, and got sick on some rancid chicken I bought from a WaWa. Toss in a couple of sore throat and fever days and I'm down to the one sick day I have left. I was wondering what would happen if I became so contagious that I got everyone else sick to the point where they'd have to just call off work altogether because nobody could show up. That'd be cool. Well, sorta. Okay. Maybe not.

I'm flying back to H-Town on the evening of 10/1 and returning to PA again on 10/4. Number's Night Club, anyone?