I bought something tonight that I thought I'd never buy. I'm not sure why I did it. Maybe I'm trying to be young again. Maybe I'm trying to compensate for having taken my earrings out a few weeks ago. Who knows. It wasn't premeditated. Or even just meditated. I...just...did it.
My name is Randy Bohlender, I'm thirty eight years old, and I bought my first pair of flip flops.
Growing up on the farm, we never would have worn these things. We wore boots. Tall boots. Up to the knees. And when we rode motorcycles or horses, we tucked our jeans in our boots. That's another thing. We never wore shorts either. Most North Dakota summers feature about 3 good short wearing days, and we were probably riding horses those days. Nothing looks dumber than a guy with boots and shorts riding a horse.
Well, I don't own a horse anymore. Or a motorcycle (although that's a sore subject and don't go there, ok). So it was time to take a footwear risk.
Flip flops. I got me some.