Our attempt to track down oursole mate
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has ended in tragedy.
This morning we learned our Dearest KHOU Woman doesn't even work at the station anymore. We'd hoped there was potential for a real connection there, but, alas, it was not meant to be. At the very least, we figured we could track down the other shoe and reunite it with its mate. But apparently this love story is being directed by Clint Eastwood, cuz now we've just learned from the assignments desk that our shoe's partner has been given away — to a cleaning woman.
Dammit! Are we never to find love? And what the hell is that cleaning woman going to do with one shoe anyway? Is she a freakin' pirate? Does she have plans to throw it in a lake so a fisherman can pull it out for comedic effect? What the hell?
We feel alone. So alone. — Keith Plocek