all kinds of wrong

I’m excited like a little kids waiting for the circus.

Why? Because my shoes arrive tomorrow.

Yes, I’m excited about new shoes. As if I don’t have any shoes now. As if I don’t have running shoes that are brand new. But these? These be walking shoes. And last years models (at a blow out price) as well.

Tomorrow night, I’m taking the dogs for a walk. That, and watching Burn Notice.

PS: If your mouse is acting up, the WordPress dashboard sucks donkey balls. Just try and tab to the “publish” button.

Too bad, so SAD

Have you seen Bill Murray and Richard Dreyfus in What About Bob?

If you haven’t, go watch it, we’ll be waiting here when you get back.

All done? Wasn’t that great? I love the sailing scenes.

Anyway, one of the main points of the movie (that I can remember, I haven’t seen it in almost ten years. Okay, so I’ll rent it, too, since you did it for me). Where was I? Oh, yeah, one of the main points:

Baby steps.

No, babies don’t actually learn to walk in the movie, but Bob has to learn that he isn’t going to get from here to there in one giant leap. You have to take baby steps along the way.

I was reminded of this the other day in a comment about, er, taking baby steps. Cuz I’m literal that way, sometimes.

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