smelly cat

When I got home from rehearsal tonight, my husband told me about his night:

I was sitting in the basement listening to Concrete Blonde, and Joey [the song] started playing. Then Joey [the cat] came downstairs and sat down on my lap.

Then his leg twitched, and I smelled a fart.

It’s OK, Joey [speaking to the cat], I’m not angry anymore.*

I can fit!

* This won’t really make sense if you don’t know the song! But who doesn’t know the song?

the last pair

I have a hard time finding running shoes I like.

I’ve struggled since they stopped making my beloved Asics 2090s several years ago (the 2130s are the current model).

I’ve tried a few others, but I keep going back to this line. I’m not sure they’re the best shoe for me, but I haven’t found anything else that works.

After I didn’t like last year’s 2120s, I bought three pairs of 2110s on sale. I’ve just started running with the final pair.

the last pair -- Asics 2110

I love this color combination, so I’m glad I saved them for last. Previously, I wore them in light blue, green, orange and light blue again.

I’ll be good for a few months, but after that I’ll begin another exhausting search for the perfect shoe!