Broadway has opened their new third level, "A new level of fashion"! Yeah whatever. So I needed to buy some shoes, which I totally fucking hate. Off to "Yd" and others. The new shop "Connor" was striking, ironically because of the understated selection. I found jeans that didn't have any pre-made wear marks or holes. That is pretty fucking rare at the moment. "Rare as rocking horse shit" as I have been known to say.

I found a pair of shoes that would suit my purpose. In hindsight, they remind me of the shoes we wore at Freeman's wedding. I remember commenting at the time that none of us would ever need shoes like that*. I do now, my other shoes don't suit my trousers.

I shelled out $150 bucks, which I guess is probably cheap for shoes these days. But after the one night the lining was coming up. Not happy, John. I spent most of the night seated too, it is not like I was raving all night. How much do I need to spend on a pair of shoes to get decent quality?

*The special event was a joint 21st party. I may not yet be too old! (Yeah, that is fucking wishful). Mind-bogglingly, the party was "dry". Yes, the (ex)Catholics were a little sparse on the ground.