Well, I skipped another day.
Today I went to Cobble Hill to go to BookCourt.
On the way, I saw these solid gold shoes.
They were pretty good.
On the way home I talked to a woman with five kids who told my baby that all her problems began when she spilled tuna in her backpack. And I asked another woman where she had gotten her shoes (tan oxfords). Shoegasm, she said. I hadn't even eaten a brownie yet, but somehow I was talking to all these (two) people.