Tuesday, September 20, 2011


So I was out on my morning walk across the Rollins campus when I spotted a woman wearing skinny jeans, a white t-shirt and ... high-heel sneakers. I stopped to admire. The shoes. They were full-on Converse with maybe a five-inch heel. Apparently, these sorta shoes are nothing new in fashion, but they were new to me.

As the woman approached, I smiled, pointed at the shoes and said: "So you a big fan of Tommy Tucker?"

The only reason I remember the name of the songwriter who penned "Put On Your High-Heel Sneakers" is because my biology teacher at Leesburg High School was also named Tommy Tucker and I was always asking him to sing the song in class. I got pretty lousy grades in biology.

The woman just looked at me.

"Huh?" she said.

"Elvis sang it, too," I told her. "And the Stones. But I liked the Grateful Dead version best."

The woman just looked at me some more. I don't think she liked what she saw. I got out my iPhone.

I asked the woman: "You mind if I take a picture of your shoes?"

"Yes, I do," she said. And she kept on walking.

Been humming that song all morning and can't get the damn thing outta my head.


sturgeone said...

In a case like that you just put your wig-hat on your head and keep on walkin'.


Bob Morris said...

And put on your boxin' gloves in case some fool might wanna fight.

Dammit, you've started me on those lyrics all over again.

sturgeone said...

I know what you mean.....it was not my first choice to have that song rattling around in my brain all day like a BB in a metal Band-aid box.

Bob Morris said...

Yeah, but I was thinking of the Stones version mostly and that segued to Street Fightin' Man and then it wasn't so bad.