My sister's wedding was great. I took a humongous quantity of pictures, which I must now sort through, organize, and prepare. If I had one piece of advice for a budding wedding photographer, it would be: MAKE SURE YOU HAVE A BACKUP. Apply this to everything, and you'll be OK. I brought more cameras, more batteries, more Compact Flash memory, more storage space, more tripods, more film than I needed. The biggest technical failure I had was that my laptop died over the weekend, and while that's a huge frustration for me, I'll have it fixed soon enough, and, most importantly, I lost no pictures.
In other happy news, it was Sonya's birthday today, and we went out to an absolutely delightful meal at the Melting Pot. Also finished my current knitting project (a nice wooly hat), and fixed my rear window wiper on my car (for $45 doing it myself with a used part, instead of $175 for the dealer to do it. Hooray!) Now I need to hop in the shower, throw some clothes in the suitcase, and spend some quality time with my pillow.
Oh, and the Superbowl was today. Didn't watch it, was busy.
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Saturday, January 19, 2008
Snow, Cheap Car Parts, Contessa Coffee
Inspired by some fellow bloggers, I'm going to try to do a periodic Three Beautiful Things post. It's a nice idea -- first, because describing the beautiful things in my life helps remind me of their existence (which I need), and second, because I should post more. I should post more, not because I have a great readership [1], but because I want to be a better writer. And, just like photography or cycling or running or knitting, one of the best ways to get better is to do it more. So:
Snow:
I hadn't been really paying attention to the forecast yesterday, but there was snow last night. When I woke up this morning and glanced outside, everything was covered in a blanket of white. Unexpected snow always makes me happy. Even when it means shoveling, even when it means scary dangerous driving ... it's just so lovely to look out on a frosty, snow-covered world. I think that some part of me will always be seven years old, face glued to my bedroom window with the lights off, watching the pool of light cast by the lamp-post at the bottom of my driveway, hoping to see snow falling, knowing that that would mean a snow day, and breakfast in my pajamas. I miss that lamp. It made me think of Narnia.
Cheap Car Parts:
I have a 2001 Volkswagen Golf. It's a diesel, which means that it gets fantastic mileage - usually in the mid-to-upper 40s on the highway; I once broke 50 mpg with highway driving. That's great, and saves me ... oh, probably $10/week on gas over a similar car that uses gasoline (it would save me more, but diesel is pricey these days. Yes, I've heard about the veggie oil kit. No, I'm not going to drop $2600 on a kit to get "free" fuel. $2600 [1500 for the kit, 1200 for the install] buys a LOT of fill-ups.). Anyway ... the car has been getting expensive lately, to the tune of:
Early December: New snow tires, $450. Yeah, those are important.
Late December: New front brakes, plus rotors, plus a fluid flush: $400.
Early January: New glow plug controller module, plus three glow plugs, plus labor ... $500.
Early January #2: New battery, $100.
Last Thursday: Rear wiper motor.
The good news on the latest problem: I said, "Dammit...this CAN'T be that complicated. I'm going to try to fix it myself." I was right. There's a motor; the motor drives a gear; the gear turns the wiper. The gear is made of plastic. The plastic teeth on the gear had been reduced to a fine dust. So I called the VW dealer ... they don't sell the gear. They don't sell the gear assembly. They sell a new motor assembly, and it's $150. So here's the beautiful part: I got on vwvortex.com, and had a couple of people offer to sell me used ones for "best offer". Here's hoping that that's a lot less than the $150 the dealer wants. And if it isn't ... well, I found an online source (1stvwparts.com) that'll sell me the part for $100. Yay!
Update: New motor coming. $45 shipped. Hooray!
Contessa Coffee:
I love coffee. I *need* coffee to function. I'm an addict, and I'm OK with that. But, unlike some hard-core coffee lovers, I don't completely turn my nose up at flavored coffees. Flavored coffees are tasty! I found one I really like: It's made by for Barefoot Contessa (on foodtv); as far as I can tell, it's coffee with a little cinnamon. And it's wonderful. Especially on a snowy cold morning.
OK, OK. Enough with the blogging. I need to get up and be productive. On the agenda today:
Cleaning the house, acquiring black and white medium-format film, stretching my illiotibial band, doing some sort of exercise (yoga? Stationary bike?), getting groceries, doing laundry.
[1]In particular, it looks like (based upon the hits I get) my travel advice is pretty popular. Which is cool, and I hope it's helped some people get where they're going with a minimum of pain. HAVING SAID THAT... Google is great - they will tell you what queries people have run that returned links to your site. So, for example, my site shows up for a lot of queries on "flight cancellation" and some very specific queries, like "what to do when your United flight is cancelled on a Thursday in Chicago." On the other hand, I get some REALLY odd queries that return my page. My favories so far:
"lorna bagged latex" (?!?!?)
and
"traveling in turkey liquid" (It's the only way to fly!)
Snow:
I hadn't been really paying attention to the forecast yesterday, but there was snow last night. When I woke up this morning and glanced outside, everything was covered in a blanket of white. Unexpected snow always makes me happy. Even when it means shoveling, even when it means scary dangerous driving ... it's just so lovely to look out on a frosty, snow-covered world. I think that some part of me will always be seven years old, face glued to my bedroom window with the lights off, watching the pool of light cast by the lamp-post at the bottom of my driveway, hoping to see snow falling, knowing that that would mean a snow day, and breakfast in my pajamas. I miss that lamp. It made me think of Narnia.
Cheap Car Parts:
I have a 2001 Volkswagen Golf. It's a diesel, which means that it gets fantastic mileage - usually in the mid-to-upper 40s on the highway; I once broke 50 mpg with highway driving. That's great, and saves me ... oh, probably $10/week on gas over a similar car that uses gasoline (it would save me more, but diesel is pricey these days. Yes, I've heard about the veggie oil kit. No, I'm not going to drop $2600 on a kit to get "free" fuel. $2600 [1500 for the kit, 1200 for the install] buys a LOT of fill-ups.). Anyway ... the car has been getting expensive lately, to the tune of:
Early December: New snow tires, $450. Yeah, those are important.
Late December: New front brakes, plus rotors, plus a fluid flush: $400.
Early January: New glow plug controller module, plus three glow plugs, plus labor ... $500.
Early January #2: New battery, $100.
Last Thursday: Rear wiper motor.
The good news on the latest problem: I said, "Dammit...this CAN'T be that complicated. I'm going to try to fix it myself." I was right. There's a motor; the motor drives a gear; the gear turns the wiper. The gear is made of plastic. The plastic teeth on the gear had been reduced to a fine dust. So I called the VW dealer ... they don't sell the gear. They don't sell the gear assembly. They sell a new motor assembly, and it's $150. So here's the beautiful part: I got on vwvortex.com, and had a couple of people offer to sell me used ones for "best offer". Here's hoping that that's a lot less than the $150 the dealer wants. And if it isn't ... well, I found an online source (1stvwparts.com) that'll sell me the part for $100. Yay!
Update: New motor coming. $45 shipped. Hooray!
Contessa Coffee:
I love coffee. I *need* coffee to function. I'm an addict, and I'm OK with that. But, unlike some hard-core coffee lovers, I don't completely turn my nose up at flavored coffees. Flavored coffees are tasty! I found one I really like: It's made by for Barefoot Contessa (on foodtv); as far as I can tell, it's coffee with a little cinnamon. And it's wonderful. Especially on a snowy cold morning.
OK, OK. Enough with the blogging. I need to get up and be productive. On the agenda today:
Cleaning the house, acquiring black and white medium-format film, stretching my illiotibial band, doing some sort of exercise (yoga? Stationary bike?), getting groceries, doing laundry.
[1]In particular, it looks like (based upon the hits I get) my travel advice is pretty popular. Which is cool, and I hope it's helped some people get where they're going with a minimum of pain. HAVING SAID THAT... Google is great - they will tell you what queries people have run that returned links to your site. So, for example, my site shows up for a lot of queries on "flight cancellation" and some very specific queries, like "what to do when your United flight is cancelled on a Thursday in Chicago." On the other hand, I get some REALLY odd queries that return my page. My favories so far:
"lorna bagged latex" (?!?!?)
and
"traveling in turkey liquid" (It's the only way to fly!)
Thursday, December 20, 2007
Motoring
Reading an article on Jalopnik got me thinking about old cars. Not old cars like an '84 Camry with a missing headlight... old cars like my dad's '59 Triumph. For years, I had a Miata, and it was wonderful and I loved it specifically because it reminded me of the Triumph. Sure, it could go, stop, and turn much faster and better than the Triumph; the Miata would start without question when it was below freezing, and you could put the top up with one hand while moving.
But ... and I may lose you here ... there's a primitive charm to old cars. Sure, they're impractical. Could I realistically drive a 50 year old car 300 miles a week through snow, over roads coated with salt? No! But ... browsing mindlessly through Hemmings Motor News made me quietly yearn for a vehicle that requires tinkering, the sort of car you curse because you love; where driving top-down on a beautiful summer evening makes the bloody, grease-crusted knuckles worth it.
So what was I looking at? What brought back these fond memories? Let's take a walk down memory lane. Are any of these practical? No. Could I afford any of them? Maybe. Would I? Not when I'm living in the frozen North.
First, there's the impossibly cute Morgan 3-wheeler. I love Morgans, because the company is, to put it frankly, batshit crazy. They went from building 3-wheel cars to building 4-wheel cars like the rest of the world...only they decided to make the frame out of wood. Hey, it'll never rust... Oh, and you can buy a new Morgan which looks....not very different from what it looked like 50 years ago. Awesome.
Moving along to a vehicle with four real wheels and sometimes a top, the Triumph TR3/TR3A. This a wonderful little devil of a car. The engine was originally designed for use in a tractor, so (for those of you who are interested in such things), it makes GOBS of torque. Unfortunately, it suffers from BCES (British Car Electrics Syndrome) -- if it involves the flow of electrons, you may as well pack it in for the day. Bonus? If it's out of alignment, the wheel bolts break with a disturbing POP. Seriously. BUT.... it's a great way for a 15-year-old kid to learn how to synchronize carburetors, and there's nothing like it on a May afternoon, sunlight splashing through a canopy of green....
Then there's the Talbot-Lago. This car, in good condition, is worth well into the $3,000,000 range (yes, 3 million). But it's effing gorgeous. Sure, the doors open backwards, but it just looks sexy. Worth 3 million? Eh, probably not. Worth the time to ogle one? Yes.
Next is the Jaguar D-Type. This is the rakish older brother to the E-Type that everyone knows as "Austin Powers' Shaguar". Sure, the E-Type was more popular; the E-Type was a consumer model, while the D-Type was really more of a race car. But...oh, to get behind that wheel.
Off to bed. Going home for Christmas tomorrow.
But ... and I may lose you here ... there's a primitive charm to old cars. Sure, they're impractical. Could I realistically drive a 50 year old car 300 miles a week through snow, over roads coated with salt? No! But ... browsing mindlessly through Hemmings Motor News made me quietly yearn for a vehicle that requires tinkering, the sort of car you curse because you love; where driving top-down on a beautiful summer evening makes the bloody, grease-crusted knuckles worth it.
So what was I looking at? What brought back these fond memories? Let's take a walk down memory lane. Are any of these practical? No. Could I afford any of them? Maybe. Would I? Not when I'm living in the frozen North.
First, there's the impossibly cute Morgan 3-wheeler. I love Morgans, because the company is, to put it frankly, batshit crazy. They went from building 3-wheel cars to building 4-wheel cars like the rest of the world...only they decided to make the frame out of wood. Hey, it'll never rust... Oh, and you can buy a new Morgan which looks....not very different from what it looked like 50 years ago. Awesome.
Moving along to a vehicle with four real wheels and sometimes a top, the Triumph TR3/TR3A. This a wonderful little devil of a car. The engine was originally designed for use in a tractor, so (for those of you who are interested in such things), it makes GOBS of torque. Unfortunately, it suffers from BCES (British Car Electrics Syndrome) -- if it involves the flow of electrons, you may as well pack it in for the day. Bonus? If it's out of alignment, the wheel bolts break with a disturbing POP. Seriously. BUT.... it's a great way for a 15-year-old kid to learn how to synchronize carburetors, and there's nothing like it on a May afternoon, sunlight splashing through a canopy of green....
Then there's the Talbot-Lago. This car, in good condition, is worth well into the $3,000,000 range (yes, 3 million). But it's effing gorgeous. Sure, the doors open backwards, but it just looks sexy. Worth 3 million? Eh, probably not. Worth the time to ogle one? Yes.
Next is the Jaguar D-Type. This is the rakish older brother to the E-Type that everyone knows as "Austin Powers' Shaguar". Sure, the E-Type was more popular; the E-Type was a consumer model, while the D-Type was really more of a race car. But...oh, to get behind that wheel.
Off to bed. Going home for Christmas tomorrow.
Thursday, October 11, 2007
Take that, VW Dealer!
You may remember that a few weeks ago, I had a nasty incident with one of the local VW dealerships. Among the issues was that a bulb had gone out (I -think- while under their care) in the dashboard. This is the bulb that illuminates the heating/vent/AC controls. You'd think that after driving the car for over three years, I'd know the controls by heart. You'd be wrong.
The dealership said $79 to replace the bulb, because they'd have to "take apart the dashboard." Um, no. Well, that's probably the "official" method, but it's ridiculous. Yesterday, I bought:
1 replacement bulb......................................$1.10
1 pair very small needle-nose pliers...................$6
1 bag latex gloves.......................................$3
I just followed these directions, and it went like clockwork. I actually was able to pull the knob off by hand. Then I slipped the needle-nose pliers into two fingers of a glove, and CAREFULLY pulled out the old bulb, then pushed in the new bulb. 5 minutes in the Lowe's parking lot. And I bet that that's how they do it at the dealership.
Things are good.... I'm enjoying a few days off at home. On today's agenda: Taking the Golf in for Round 2 of "The Check Engine Light is on", getting the Honda inspected, writing two ads for Craigslist, renewing the tags on the cars, and going for a nice long bike ride.
The dealership said $79 to replace the bulb, because they'd have to "take apart the dashboard." Um, no. Well, that's probably the "official" method, but it's ridiculous. Yesterday, I bought:
1 replacement bulb......................................$1.10
1 pair very small needle-nose pliers...................$6
1 bag latex gloves.......................................$3
I just followed these directions, and it went like clockwork. I actually was able to pull the knob off by hand. Then I slipped the needle-nose pliers into two fingers of a glove, and CAREFULLY pulled out the old bulb, then pushed in the new bulb. 5 minutes in the Lowe's parking lot. And I bet that that's how they do it at the dealership.
Things are good.... I'm enjoying a few days off at home. On today's agenda: Taking the Golf in for Round 2 of "The Check Engine Light is on", getting the Honda inspected, writing two ads for Craigslist, renewing the tags on the cars, and going for a nice long bike ride.
Friday, October 5, 2007
Suburban limousine
Todays title doesn't refer to a limousine made out of a Chevy Suburban (though I'm sure that those exist). I just saw a black stretch limousine driving through the suburbs of Buffalo. It's a sunny Friday morning. Who needs a limo in the 'burbs on a Friday morning?
Obviously, your guess is probably the same as mine -- it was being taken in for maintenance. Fair guess, but why was the driver all suited up in his chauffeur's outfit? Do they have to wear that even if they're going for an oil change? ... which makes me wonder... how do you do an alignment on a limo?
Obviously, your guess is probably the same as mine -- it was being taken in for maintenance. Fair guess, but why was the driver all suited up in his chauffeur's outfit? Do they have to wear that even if they're going for an oil change? ... which makes me wonder... how do you do an alignment on a limo?
Wednesday, October 3, 2007
Wow, this is the lamest luxury car ever.
Need to go to bed, but wanted to drop in with a brief update. This week's rental car is an '07 Mercury Grand Marquis. It is a patently awful luxury car, a barely rebadged Crown Victoria.
Problem 1: Storage. The cup-holders pop out next to the ashtray (yes, a real working ashtray, and yes, this is a smoking car). OK, now I know that some folks who smoke and drink coffee do both together, but ... it seems like having the cup of coffee that close to the ashtray....just gross. In any case, though, there's nowhere to stick a CD, iPod, spare change, anything. Just a cubby in the door. Lame.
Problem 2: Donut (limited-use) spare. Come on. You have a trunk big enough for [insert amusing image here. Suggestions in comments. Please keep it PG.]. There's AMPLE room for a full-size spare. My Volkswagen Golf has a full-size spare. What gives, Ford?
Problem 3: User interface. Everything about the layout - the gauges, the buttons, the knobs, looks just like the Fords my friends had in high school. In 1990. Seriously, what gives? It's been 20 years, it's time for an update.
Other than that, the car is about what you'd expect -- soft suspension, surprisingly not-awful handling (it doesn't have that awful feather-touch power steering some luxo-cars have) moderately potent v8 (necessary for pushing around a few tons of steel), bench seats. Oh, and no input jack in the radio.
I give it a 2/5. Do not want.
More on this in a future entry, but I'm a fan of National car rental, because they let you pick your car.
Update: On the receipt, the code for a Grand Marquis is "GRMA 4DR". It really *is* a grandma car!
Problem 1: Storage. The cup-holders pop out next to the ashtray (yes, a real working ashtray, and yes, this is a smoking car). OK, now I know that some folks who smoke and drink coffee do both together, but ... it seems like having the cup of coffee that close to the ashtray....just gross. In any case, though, there's nowhere to stick a CD, iPod, spare change, anything. Just a cubby in the door. Lame.
Problem 2: Donut (limited-use) spare. Come on. You have a trunk big enough for [insert amusing image here. Suggestions in comments. Please keep it PG.]. There's AMPLE room for a full-size spare. My Volkswagen Golf has a full-size spare. What gives, Ford?
Problem 3: User interface. Everything about the layout - the gauges, the buttons, the knobs, looks just like the Fords my friends had in high school. In 1990. Seriously, what gives? It's been 20 years, it's time for an update.
Other than that, the car is about what you'd expect -- soft suspension, surprisingly not-awful handling (it doesn't have that awful feather-touch power steering some luxo-cars have) moderately potent v8 (necessary for pushing around a few tons of steel), bench seats. Oh, and no input jack in the radio.
I give it a 2/5. Do not want.
More on this in a future entry, but I'm a fan of National car rental, because they let you pick your car.
Update: On the receipt, the code for a Grand Marquis is "GRMA 4DR". It really *is* a grandma car!
Friday, September 28, 2007
Cars, clothes, cleaning.
I've been having some car issues this summer. In April, I had brake issues - a sticky caliper. Took the car to the dealer[1]. They "fixed" the back brakes (which I thought meant replaced the caliper, but no, just...hell, I don't know exactly what they did.) in April... then the problem returned in late August. The caliper had frozen entirely, had to be replaced. So they did. Picked up the car and the check engine light came on AS I WAS LEAVING.
They said it was something in the glow plug circuit, but they weren't sure, and not to worry, it probably wouldn't come back, but if it did, to bring it back. Well, it did, after about five minutes, and has been on pretty much since (it's off when I start the car, but comes on within five minutes). So I took it back today (yes, I know, almost a month later. Working in DC makes taking care of this sort of thing tough), and they pretty much said, "Well, it's $104 for a diagnostic check, and then ...we don't know. No idea. It might be anything. But it wasn't our fault, and the diagnostic fee is just to check. Oh, and that diagnosis we did last time? Nope, that doesn't do anything towards this diagnosis. It'll probably be done by 9pm." Here's the thing. They didn't really do anything *wrong*, but the service manager [2] was arrogant and condescending. I was walking out of the dealership, irritated at the whole thing, talking to Sonya, and then I said, "You know what? No. The hell with them." I got back in my car and drove off. Went to a dealership across town, and the whole thing was fixed (some bad connectors in the wiring) for under $100 and before 6pm.
Did some clothes shopping today; I needed some shirts (got some), some jeans (got some), and some khakis (alas).
Now I'm off to stop procrastinating and get back to cleaning up the house. It's nice to be able to have a window open with a cool fall breeze drifting in.
[1]Generally, I avoid this and find a local quality garage. Problem is, I have a Volkswagen diesel, and, at least for engine work, there's a lot on that car that's rather unusual. On the other hand, this was for the brakes, so .... yeah. I think I took it to the dealer the first time because they were open on a Saturday; the second time, because they'd fixed it the first time.
[2] This is another interesting tidbit - in conversation with him, he said, "I'm the service manager." When I called back, I said, "I want to talk to S-, the service manager." The receptionist said, "Um, M- is the service manager; he's gone for the day. S- is a service advisor).
They said it was something in the glow plug circuit, but they weren't sure, and not to worry, it probably wouldn't come back, but if it did, to bring it back. Well, it did, after about five minutes, and has been on pretty much since (it's off when I start the car, but comes on within five minutes). So I took it back today (yes, I know, almost a month later. Working in DC makes taking care of this sort of thing tough), and they pretty much said, "Well, it's $104 for a diagnostic check, and then ...we don't know. No idea. It might be anything. But it wasn't our fault, and the diagnostic fee is just to check. Oh, and that diagnosis we did last time? Nope, that doesn't do anything towards this diagnosis. It'll probably be done by 9pm." Here's the thing. They didn't really do anything *wrong*, but the service manager [2] was arrogant and condescending. I was walking out of the dealership, irritated at the whole thing, talking to Sonya, and then I said, "You know what? No. The hell with them." I got back in my car and drove off. Went to a dealership across town, and the whole thing was fixed (some bad connectors in the wiring) for under $100 and before 6pm.
Did some clothes shopping today; I needed some shirts (got some), some jeans (got some), and some khakis (alas).
Now I'm off to stop procrastinating and get back to cleaning up the house. It's nice to be able to have a window open with a cool fall breeze drifting in.
[1]Generally, I avoid this and find a local quality garage. Problem is, I have a Volkswagen diesel, and, at least for engine work, there's a lot on that car that's rather unusual. On the other hand, this was for the brakes, so .... yeah. I think I took it to the dealer the first time because they were open on a Saturday; the second time, because they'd fixed it the first time.
[2] This is another interesting tidbit - in conversation with him, he said, "I'm the service manager." When I called back, I said, "I want to talk to S-, the service manager." The receptionist said, "Um, M- is the service manager; he's gone for the day. S- is a service advisor).
Tuesday, September 25, 2007
Bluegrass in my Cadillac and new shoes
Another week of work down in the DC area... This week, when I was renting my car (Avis), a popup asked me if I wanted a "Cool Car" -- for $332(for the week), I could get a Pontiac G6 (or similar); for $338, I could get a Cadillac.
Oh, why not.
It's as ridiculous as I'd imagined - the seats are heated and air conditioned[1], it's ENORMOUS, and it's quite fast. It also came with XM radio, so I've been amusing myself by driving around with the windows down and Bluegrass Junction cranked up on the (quite potent) stereo. I'm weird.
I'm in the midst of a serious weight-loss effort, and part of that is a running program -- I'm doing the Couch to 5K program from Cool Running. I'm now down around 210, but that's still a lot of weight to be smashing down on my knees. So I decided I ought to go ahead and spring for some running shoes that are under five years old. I went to Potomac River Running, not far from where I work. I was really impressed. Danielle was knowledgeable and helpful. After a Video Gait Analysis (I have "normal" feet, hooray!) and trying on four pairs of shoes, I settled on a pair of Nikes. I tried them out this morning[2], and they are GREAT! It's a HUGE difference from my old shoes.
That's all for now... I think I'm going to try to have an early night.
[1] Heated seats are teh awesome. You'd *think* that "air conditioned" seats would be equally awesome, but, um, no. At least, not initially. I thought it would be nice, but mostly, it feels like you're sitting in something wet.
[2]Actually, I tried them out last night. One of the cool things about this store - they actually insist that you go out and *run* in the shoes. Not "take 'em around the store", not "jump up and down", but "go around the block once or twice and MAKE SURE they feel OK".
Oh, why not.
It's as ridiculous as I'd imagined - the seats are heated and air conditioned[1], it's ENORMOUS, and it's quite fast. It also came with XM radio, so I've been amusing myself by driving around with the windows down and Bluegrass Junction cranked up on the (quite potent) stereo. I'm weird.
I'm in the midst of a serious weight-loss effort, and part of that is a running program -- I'm doing the Couch to 5K program from Cool Running. I'm now down around 210, but that's still a lot of weight to be smashing down on my knees. So I decided I ought to go ahead and spring for some running shoes that are under five years old. I went to Potomac River Running, not far from where I work. I was really impressed. Danielle was knowledgeable and helpful. After a Video Gait Analysis (I have "normal" feet, hooray!) and trying on four pairs of shoes, I settled on a pair of Nikes. I tried them out this morning[2], and they are GREAT! It's a HUGE difference from my old shoes.
That's all for now... I think I'm going to try to have an early night.
[1] Heated seats are teh awesome. You'd *think* that "air conditioned" seats would be equally awesome, but, um, no. At least, not initially. I thought it would be nice, but mostly, it feels like you're sitting in something wet.
[2]Actually, I tried them out last night. One of the cool things about this store - they actually insist that you go out and *run* in the shoes. Not "take 'em around the store", not "jump up and down", but "go around the block once or twice and MAKE SURE they feel OK".
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