Showing posts with label Chuck Taylors. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Chuck Taylors. Show all posts

Monday, April 4, 2011

Chucky T Update

What I got out of that Documentary ADD And Loving It is that I must have ADD. My neighbor said it made him think the same thing about himself. You too?




So a couple of days ago I was having what I call a chocolate temper tantrum.  I continue forward hoping it will get easier if I do it a million times, but for now tempering chocolate remains predictably hectic.  After I pour the chocolate into the mold, I slide it into the fridge for a few minutes. I should clear the shelves in the fridge before I get to this stage.

I am frantically moving stuff around in the fridge with one hand to make room for the full, flimsy, mold tray in my other hand. In the process I knocked a full quart of yogurt onto the floor, covering my sneaker.

I looked at the stark white creamy clean blobs on my beater Chucky T's and I realized I ought to give an update  on my war against Nike for raising the price of Chuck Taylors beyond my means. Or even worse, beyond their worth. Here is a link to the original post back in July 2009
$44 for sneakers that wear out in a summer. Please. I have been rocking these ever since.



Oh Crap! This  just in, I just checked and now they are $50!! Well they can suck it. I'm going to wear my old ones til I die! Unless I get distracted.


I wear them pretty frequently and they are holding up well. I am mending them as they devolve. I sew like Rambo. A child couldn't work on these kicks even if it was legal!
I am pleased to report that my Dalmation felted tootsie cozys are holding up strong!






Music is by a band that used to play called Action Daddy

Thursday, July 16, 2009

$44.00 for a pair of Chuck T's, I think Not!

I don't know if you know this but Converse was bought by Nike a couple three years ago.  So my beloved Chuckie T's are now allowed on campus!  (ref: Nike campus in Beaverton, shoe regulation)  
I feel like I have been burning through my Chucks faster than usual.  At first I attributed it to the load I carry on my shoulders.  That would make sense.  I don't swing my arms anymore when I walk and my feet slap when they hit the ground.  Even in grass.  But I can't imagine that accounting for more than a small percentage of the overall deterioration of the sole.  
My point is that I am not going to sit in Nike's backyard and pay $44 and change for kicks that last a month and a half.  Not unless they hire me.
I am going to see how long I can keep this pair going.  I have a little more work to do but here is the breakdown of what has happened over the past few days.  I wore them around today, mowed the lawn, rode up Mt Tabor, they feel good.  Actually they feel friggin' awesome.
I put music to the slideshow and it is by Action Daddy.