So today I went to the new SockShop that opened on Telegraph very recently -- a store I've been eagerly anticipating for weeks, if not months -- and spent $57.65 of my tax refund on funky socks. The socks are making me happy, and I haven't even worn any of them yet. They're mostly just a bunch of stripes and funky colors, which I plan to mix-and-match:
My favorite are the Tetris socks. I found some men's Tetris socks years ago, and they're still widely available, but nobody was making any Tetris socks for women. Now, finally, someone does!
Then I went to the Daiso store on Telegraph, which is full of the most amazing, wonderful, ingenious plastic Japanese crap I've ever seen. I kept walking the aisles with wide eyes, just marveling at the weirdness and fabulosity. (I avoided the pet supply section, though.) I even found something I've actively been seeking for a few months: decorative pushpins. I'd seen some I liked online, but they were expensive enough that I hadn't gotten around to buying any. These ones at the Daiso store were $1.50 a box. Score! (One of the sets of pushpins is all stripes. Notice a theme here? Striped socks, striped pushpins? I've been on a stripe kick since we saw Seussical several months ago.)
I also dropped off some jeans at the tailor to be hemmed, something I've been meaning to do for months, and was ensnared in Jim the Tailor's apparent loneliness, as he talked my ear off for a good 20 minutes about how he immigrated to the U.S. from Germany in 1955, and how poorly the U.S. authorities treated immigrants then, and how people complain about the "N" word nowadays, but how he got called "the other 'N' word" (which he explained meant "Nazi," in case I hadn't picked up on that), and how his first boss in Oakland asked him if he knew Adolf Hitler personally, and how he later went into the U.S. army and was stationed back in Germany, and how the servicemen's wives had to bunk with German families off-base, and when the troops had to relocate in the middle of the night, someone had to go round up all the womenfolk, and how his mother-in-law hated Germany, and blah blah blah. This guy is always talkative, but today he was really on a roll. I eventually had to just start walking toward the door while he was still talking and pretty much cut him off. An interesting guy, to be sure, but I wasn't really looking for a new best friend today.
Now I think I'll go play with my new socks.
PS: Thank you to everyone who commented on my journal entries about Cobweb. I really appreciate the support, even though I haven't been big on replying right now.