Kicks!

I'm pretty utilitarian as far as shoes go, and generally don't put a lot of thought into the sort of shoes I want beyond the questions "Are they comfortable?," "Are they affordable?," and "Are they anything but gleamingly bright white?," but yesterday Erin bought me the sweet slip-on Chuck Taylors I've been coveting lo these many months, and now I'm a happy-footed man with an incredibly awesome wife.

Yup, this is what passes for excitement at Trusty Plinko Stick World Headquarters. Admit it, you secretly wish you were me.