I Blame It On The Booze

But two Manhattans and an 100mL Ultra 7-Up+ have made me want to find a cobbler.  Not a shoe fixin' dude, but someone to make shoes custom fit for me.  Shoes that will fit my bizzare mutant asymmetrical wide feet.  I want fine boots made for me that are actually comfortable.  If anyone would like to nominate themselves as birthday shoe fairy, I will volunteer my feet for fitting (I'm required to remain attached to my feet in a living condition).  Hell, I'll settle for a reference to someone within a 500 mile radius of Livermore that will actually make shoes from scratch.

Internets...I set you to your task.

I Love The Whole World

"I Love The Whole World" follows a 5-6-5-6-5-6, Boom-de-ah-da, Boom-de-ah-da, Boom-de-ah-da, Boom-de-ah-da! for as many stanzas as you can stand.  I apologize for the forced nature of this, but now its your turn.  I blame this on pure_doxyk .

( Cut For The Sake Of Humanity Exposed To Poetic Sk33lz )

Incidentally, Fallout 3 comes out in a few days.