Feet.

       Ever since I can remember, I have had a love affair with feet. Perhaps it's because of the petite feet that have kept me balanced and upright for the last 18 years, or perhaps it's my deep appreciation for the shapes, curves and simplicity that each foot possesses. Whatever the reason, good looking and presentable feet have always been on the top of my priority list of desirable traits on the search for mister right.

   My feet are size 5 and I am blessed to have such a regal pair. In the shoe aisle, I never have a problem finding the perfect size 5 that fits like it was meant to be a royal bed for my toes. I always feel bad for those size eights who complain about the lack of footwear available because EVERYONE in the world wears a size 8. The quantity of petite footwear available at my disposal is not the only advantage to having slender soles inside my socks. I can buy brand name footwear at a lower price, because not only am I a size 5 womans, I am also a size 4 in the kids section.  I will never pay full price for a pair of Pumas, and for that, I shall forever be indebted to the gods of feet. 


   I have also always thought that a foot can tell a lot about a persons character. If a foot is clean and maintained, it in turn would mean that the person attached to the foot was also clean and maintained. This is a pretty logical and straightforward theory, but I was interested in seeing if there was in fact a scientific study indicating that feet characteristics could determine personality type. I browsed the Internet and found an interesting study. It found that the angle between ones foot, and personality type in relation to fear had a direct correlation. The wider the angle, the more a person feared and cared too much about what society thought of them. People with wide angeled feet are generally pleaser's, trying to become something that they are not in hopes of impressing. These people are the polar opposite of people with straight feet, feet with virtually no angle between them. People who posses this characteristic are generally natural born leaders. They are not concerned about what society thinks of them, have no fear and are confident in themselves and in their abilities.

    Feet. They will never cease to amaze me.

My Ukulele and I.

"Ukuleles will get you through times with no money
 better than money will get you through times

with no Ukulele."

       Her name is Estelle. From the moment I saw her, I knew that it was meant to be. Her mahogany trim was unlike any other that I had seen, and it served as a beacon for my heart. Those curves - the perfect ratio, and the subtle detailed jewelry was the precise discrete accent to her beauty. If you're ever in need of an instant pick-me-up, go out and buy a Ukulele.

I'm afraid.

       
    You say that you love rain, but you open your umbrella when it rains. You say that you love the sun, but you find a shadow spot when the sun shines. You say that you love the wind, but you close your windows when wind blows. This is why I am afraid, you say that you love me too.

Tetris.

       

       Relationships and Tetris may have a lot more in common than one might think. Throughout the game, you are continuously waiting. Biding your time and full of anticipation. You wait for what seems like an eternity for that straight line piece to come along so that you can finally have a 'Tetris'. You sometimes substitute other pieces just to make a line here and there, although you know that what you're really waiting for, is that one piece that will make it all come together. Finally, with no progress and no line piece in sight, you end up saying "fuck it", and you drop an L shaped piece in the hole before you try to start whittling away at the remainder of the stack. Not too long after you've called it quits, and given  up on the whole ordeal, the straight piece suddenly falls down from the sky, and there's not a damn thing that you can do with it.

       There's no easy answer for the right way to play the game. If there was, I'm sure that a Nobel Prize winner would have been announced for it's discovery. You may spend your whole life dormant; waiting for the missing piece that will make you whole. With each prospect, realizing that the hole never does truly get filled in. It's partially open, letting in the elements. In the back of your mind, there is always going to be the question, 'Is there another piece that may fill the hole up more than the last?'. This viscious cycle could possibly go on for an eternity. The best resolution? Stop wondering and start living. Instead of eternally searching for that perfect line piece, enjoy the game. Enjoy the L shapes, and T's, the staircases. You never know, they may just be the right shape to fill up your L-shaped empty hole.