I still don't have my blue shoes, but my alter-ego "Richard Taylor of Las Vegas", has once again been in touch with me to "set a fire under some asses".
I'll ignore that he called me Rich, but signed his name as Richard ... yes, being called Rich is annoying isn't it?
But the Las Vegas Richard is the manager of the bachelorette party favorite "Pete's Dueling Piano Bar".
Is it weird to try to meet up with my namesake next time I'm in Vegas?
I spoke with the wonderfully named Jordan Hoyle Chisholm today who assured me that my blue shoes will be with me soon. What was I thinking ordering blue shoes?