A college psychology professor's observations about public policy, mental health, sexual identity, and religious issues
On a lighter note…
Where am I?
We only ever get to see stuff like that on cable TV.
That would be one heck of an insole! 🙂
Must have been; no obvious odor. I did keep waiting for the other shoe to drop. Then decided it would not be pretty if it did. Hence, I am not there now.
Were there any odor eaters?
I don’t live in a shoe either but I did visit this one. Yes, I think Michael gets the prize (not sure yet what it is) but it is Haines Shoe House, near York, PA. Very strange. There was a shoe dog house and bird house too…
I’m afraid I do though 🙂
he good news is that you don’t live in a glass house.
I did not want to give it away too soon: http://www.shoehouse.us/
Haines Shoe House – do I get a prize??? Michael is probably first in line for it anyway 😉
It was built in 1948 as an advertizing gimmick.
You’re in the United States of course!
Well… based on what Lively has been saying someplace dark and deep like Hell – am, PA.
Obviously. You went to see your elderly aunt, the old lady who lives in a shoe. Duh!
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