. . . never wear black brighton shoes to the temple . . .

. . . one day last summer

i went to the temple . . .

. . . wearing black brighton shoes . . .

. . . look what happened . . .

{hint: there was a happy ending}

. . . yesterday i went to the temple . . .

. . . wearing black brighton shoes . . .

. . . and look what happened . . .

. . . what happened is ~

*i stepped in a sidewalk crack . . .

. . . scraping leather off the heel . . .

. . . unfixable . . .

. . . :( . . .

. . . it took me till this morning to figure out

why my right ankle is killing me . . .

. . . which lesson am i to learn? . . .

• don't wear black shoes

• don't buy brighton shoes

• don't go to the temple

. . . or . . .

• none of the above

• just don't be such a clutz!

{*only one of several obstacles that morning.

others include turning around

to go home and get bill's wallet/recommend.

bill scraping his hand

and bleeding all over his [white] tie.

we are quite a pair!}