I wanted to make a batch of Christmas socks last night, but I ran out of butter.Wednesday, December 2, 2009
Tuesday, November 24, 2009
Thanks
In this painting "The First Thanksgiving" (1915), by American painter Jean Louis Gerome Ferris, Native Americans and blue-socked Pilgrims were thankful for a bountiful harvest. This Thanksgiving, I am thankful for a bountiful family (including my awesome 2-week-old nephew), friends, food on my feet and socks on the table. I mean food on the table and socks on my feet. Happy Thanksgiving!
Monday, September 21, 2009
Thursday, August 20, 2009
Found Socks, Missing Person
This happens to me all the time: both of my socks wiggle off my feet and fall out of my shoes mid-stride. Lucky for me my dryer spits out extra socks to compensate, so it all evens out in the end.
If these are your socks, let me know as soon as possible. I can't tell you how many times I've accidentally stepped into socks while walking down the street.
Thursday, June 25, 2009
Wednesday, June 17, 2009
Observations

A sock I observed outside the Griffith Observatory in Los Angeles. According to Wikipedia, the observatory is a popular attraction that features an extensive array of space-, science- and sock-displays.



