Saturday, December 09, 2006

Slowly But Surely, Getting Ready For Dirtbike Season....

I found some super retro boots from probably the early 90s. Theyre the top of the line for 1991. You can tell by the extreme over usage of contrasting pink and purple on a white leather foot encasement. Lots o' plastic too. Never been used.


Real fugly.

As I wear them around the office on a saturday I am reminded of what this really is. Not a walking shoe. Kind of a ski boot. No Traction. Minimal comfort. High output.

I think this is one of those products that wear in slowly. When finally worn in to marginal level of comfort, 5 years later, its time to get a new pair anyway. So all the pain for nothing. The worst example of that I can think of is a bike saddle. The tiny tender piece of skin on your ass that takes all this punishment to make the seat fit. When its the seat that it reshaping your taint ("chode" in the midwest).


Now all I need is a bike. I think the selections Ive narrowed it down to will come tonight.

As you see in the background I have rebuilt a collection of TV substitutes, begining with a David Sedaris book that makes me chuckle. An author that JennyR in Egypt introduced me to, as I peed my pants in laughter. This one is super good as well, as I rolled around the motel in tears at page 2.

2 comments:

Anonymous said...

Those might even be cooler than my straight-out-of-the-80s snowboots, but barely.

Turfdraagster said...

and I failed to mention that SCOTT was the instigator and mini-bank funding the operation. And for that I appologize. Suck it trebek!!