You know you live in Socorro when: you spend two and a half hours in the car for a 20-minute doctor's appointment.
Well, on the upside, there now exist plaster casts of my feet, which I'm sure will someday be enshrined in a museum. Possibly the Museum of Cryptozoology. And in three weeks or so, I will have new shoe inserts, custom molded to fit my weird-ass feet and will hopefully be well on my way to pain-free pedestrianism.
Thursday, June 23, 2011
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Send me a copy, plese
ReplyDeleteOf the cast? Sorry, you'll have to bid on it at auction with everybody else. ;)
ReplyDeleteThat's gonna go for a lot more, I'm sure. :)
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