My shoo 'sploded...

On my way to see about making some money wit UPS yesterday (aka: hustlin'), and I noticed my foot was feeling cold. Said to myself, "dag, I guess I shoulda worn the rain shoes" (cuz it was wet, not rainin' but wet). Then I realized it was only one foot that was moist.
I turned my foot over to check my shoe and it smiled back at me - the sole was cracked all the way from port to starboard. To make matters more fun, I had to go puddle-trudging around Canarsie for two more hours since the hayride known as the L train took an hour to get me from the Broadway Junction stop to 105th (me missing a stop was included in that, still...).
So I have to go buy some new shoes today. AND the UPS crap turned out to be for naught.

'Scuse me while I go ho.

I have not words to communicate how much I despise Fox News

An exchange between Neil Cavuto and some Token Blond Woman on "Cavuto on Business" during Fox's "The Cost of Freedom Block":

NC: "Who names their son 'Kojo' anyway"

TBW: "Somebody named 'Kofi'"

I find that FAR more offensive than the C. Rice cartoon below.

You just don't know.

You just don't know...