Sweaty thighs...

So, I saw this picture of some really nifty socks. I like socks, particularly ankle socks. I wear them with my Mary Janes. No, I’ll probably never grow up but that’s okay with me. Anyway, I liked the socks and clicked on a tab that said ‘see other suggestions’. I will. I did. A bunch of other socks came up and then what the? How did we go from ankle socks to looking like a hooker in latex tights? They would look terrible with Mary Janes. And who the hell wears latex anyway? And in the tropics? Massive thigh sweat. In the cold? I could see that latex adhering to frozen thighs and having to be blow torched off. Uses for rubberized leggings? Other than maybe if your tyre blows and you have no spare and you rip a legging off and wrap it around the tyre. Other than that, I can’t see them as useful at all. Is this some weird arsed male fantasy ‘cause I seriously cannot see any sane woman wearing them. It just ruined my sock watching…    

Welcome..not...

So, I got home from work and I glanced over at the door mat outside the front door. It was still there. I bought it yesterday and it’s still there. Huh. If I had been living in Brisbane still, it wouldn’t be. I don’t know why but door mats are a big collector’s item in Brisbane but not in Cairns. This tells me that, as I always knew, Brisbane is only for people with no lives other than to steal door mats possibly to make them feel less like a door mat. And Cairns? “It’s the tropics man. We have way too much going on up here…and what mat?”