Sometimes a girl just has to turn her back on the brainstem, you know?
We were talking at work the other day about beautiful words: words that have their own intrinsic value as sounds, like "sycamore". Or "glioblastoma". Or "brook". We came up with quite a few, but the best remark came from a foreign doctor who remarked that "pus" was the best English word he'd ever learned. "Sounds like what it is and what it looks like. There's no question, when you hear the word 'pus', what the other person is talking about."
Apropos of nothing, United Nude shoes has usurped the place that Irregular Choice used to have in my heart. Any company that puts out a pump based on the Eames chair gets my vote. Unfortunately, I have no excuse whatsoever to buy even the least-pricey of their designs, as I just dropped a couple bills on some MBTs. They come highly recommended by the orthopods and physical therapists at work. Chef Boy's reaction was, "Do they come with training wheels?" No, but they do come with an instructional DVD, which kinda scares me. Still, if they ease my plantar fasciitis, they're worth it.
Pal Joey has a wedding to go to in Quebec City while I'm in Montreal this July. Anybody know of anything I should see or do while I'm there? Keep in mind that my French is limited, rusty, and slow.