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I've often told the story of the day in the green room at Conan where I complimented Dave's blue doc martens. I used to be quite fixated by them. I would simply stare at them whenever we met in person, too shy to meet his eye. I dreamed of owning them. That day in the green room, he came in to get some coffee. He was newly blond then, and seemed even more Godly and Movie-Star-Like than ever before. After greeting us pleasantly, he turned to pour his coffee and out of nowhere I blurted out, "Where did you get those shoes?"
"Uh, Melrose," he said.
Here any normal person would make an intelligent and thoughtful reply, such as, "Ah" or "I see" or "How about that?" Not I. I simply burst out with an oh-so-clever, "D'oh!!!".

On a whim the other day I did an ebay search for said shoes. Not that I wouldn't prefer new ones, mind you, but since I do most of my shopping in this world online, and they are vaguely difficult to find, particularly within my terribly limited price range, I'd not put much thought into obtaining them through regular channels.

Well, guess what.

(To put it another way: WOO-HOO!!!!!!!!!!!!)

Why are you in Tavie's head? 3:41 AM | shower me with attention