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EXCEPT.... when you get hailed on with a bag full of flutes on your back. I wish I had been unburdened.

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Heh. Hail is non-optimal! Luckily we did not have hail. That little bit of extra southern latitude is helpful.

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Hail is not very much relevant to latitude; it's an effect of convection holding droplets aloft long enough to get repeated coatings of ice at altitudes where the temperature is below freezing at any latitude.

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A bag full of flutes? Is that a euphemism?

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See I didn't even bat an eye at the idea that flutastic would be carrying a _bag_ of flutes. A single flute can not possibly contain the totality of her musical genius.

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In my book a bag of anything is fair game for euphemismisation. It's simply my informed opinion that a bag of flutes ought to be a euphemism.

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She's all that and a bag o' flutes!

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I'm trying to think of other variations -- they keep coming out half-formed-and-stupid. Maybe I should rethink my strategy...

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I still want a bag of holding.

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Are you MAD, man? Do you know what kinds of trouble you'd get into with that?

What am I saying? Of course you do.

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Well, to be completely honest I want multiple bags of holding.

Because you can't know all of the fun things that can happen when you put one inside another.

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I can beat that. I got dressed this morning and decided all at once that it was too nice a day, dammit it's spring, it's going to storm later, i'm not fucking wearing any shoes today.

So I had a wonderful day-long meeting with my bosses and some telecom consultants with a dressy button-down cotton shirt and my bare feet under the conference table.

Happily, Joe's doesn't seem to mind me drinking there barefoot, so I was still able to partake in Wednesday beers despite my "illegal" attire.

Vive sensual warm weather!

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My feet (flat narrow feet that VERY MUCH need the support of modern running shoes) can't take all terrain barefootedness for very long. I'm strictly a wet grass and hot sand kind of guy. Pavement and gravel and long distances, not so much.

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Sad!

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Wooo!!! I knew there was someone out there who shared my passion for running around barefoot on the dirt! :D

We only got a little rain here though, and nothing dramatic. I'm waiting - it'll be along. St. Louis gets some amazing rainstorms, over and over and over again.

Just don't be on the interstate when it decides to flash flood.

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Ask anybody. I kick off shoes at the slightest opportunity. I usually blame this on having grown up in Tennessee, walking 'round barefooted all the time.

Then again, in the hot hot summer it's typical for me to come inside and drop my pants as well, so go figure.

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That was a mental image I wasn't expecting. *laugh*

I had leather feet when I ran around home barefoot as a kid; concrete floor, gravel driveway, and lots of grass and forest. But it was basically clean - minimal nasty chemicals. I'm much more wary on parking lots and similar places where poisons await.

I'm also more wary since I can't do it often enough to keep leather feet; I'm much more likely to get a puncture wound with soft unprotected feet. I'd have to walk barefoot far more often to be able to handle running on gravel like I used to.

I don't get quite as much opportunity anymore.

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I think we're more common than we think, except most of them are probably too uptight and "grownup" to indulge. It's just a big sensual thing, and I'm going to guess that big sensual people tend to gravitate together.

I was so pleased with myself when I finally got over my shame reaction to the stupid comments barefoot people get, and the weird staring. At some point around now each year, I just quit wearing shoes. I usually keep a pair around in my office in case I go out to lunch somewhere that I know they'll be required, or if I have to meet with customers and have to look a little professional, but that's about it.

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I haven't tried to go out barefoot in a city much. Places I've worked were definitely shoes-required, and I haven't gone out much other than that. Maybe the parks this summer will be an option (if they're not too full of dog poo *sigh*).

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Yeah, C/U is good for that; I can walk all the way to work and home on fairly safe paths. Campustown is sometimes a little gross what with all the drunk puke on the sidewalks from time to time, but I can avoid that. In general I don't worry about chemicals or parking lot kinds of things; I've never suffered any kind of problem from that and doubt it is a serious concern in general.

When Kate was in Seattle, I would sometimes walk her dog with her barefoot, but only on a couple of paths through the nice residential neighborhood near her apartment. In general, big cities are a little scary because of potential sharps laying around, and I DO worry about puncture wounds.

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walking. walking and walking and walking. i donned my slippers to walk in (so i could eat out), but left my coat. i walked outside after work yesterday and it was all i could do to squeak out a whispered "thank you!" to the sky. i walked to town this week for dinner and ice cream and to watch the park rats emerge with their skateboards and hackeysacks and comics and philosophy books and bouncing dogs. i walked around last night after emmy went to bed just to be out in it. *sigh* it's about damned time. *happy*

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Hee, I remember when you showed up at our house barefoot after a thunderstorm. You were so giddy, it was extremely cute.

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Man, that's what I get for going to hang out in the den of iniquity across the street. I knew I should've told D to stop making french toast and go for a walk NOW.

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Love you too...

And in my defense, I wasn't aware there would be mud-squishing involved!

That's it~ next rainfall, mass mud squishing!

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There is ALWAYS mud squishing. There's only about 4 or 5 times a year that the storm is just right and I don't miss it for the world. Anytime you want to find me wait for it to rain and head over to Carle Park (across the street from you).

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what a great way to spend an evening. :)

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I was just reminded of when I was in school in Hawaii. Their idea of "casual Friday" meant that none of the students had to wear shoes to school. Back then I had some pretty nicely calloused feet as well...

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