...And I recently got in a new batch of tie-dye for my birthday, which I've been doing for the last few years now, which also isn't all that surprising.
So, given those two character quirks (NOT flaws; quirks) combined with my appreciation for bright (some might say "frighteningly ugly") clothing, and my inability to have money for any length of time without feeling an urge to spend it frivolously... well, let's just say there are down sides to having some money left over after a trip to an Indian casino.
Like, going to the Converse web site and custom-ordering shoes that
"match" the tie-dye clothes I got. ALL of the tie-dye I got. At the same time. Which is why I use the term "match" somewhat loosely... I mean, you make a pair of shoes that match red, orange, blue, yellow, and green, and your shoes don't really match anything that much any more, really.Although... come to think of it, green, red, yellow, blue, and orange are also the fret keys on a Guitar Hero guitar, aren't they? And
I've got a geek crush on that game, don't I? And my band's name is Stinkfoot, which also sort of goes along with the concept of bright and gaudy shoes that almost resemble what clowns might wear when they go bowling, doesn't it? And Converse, as part of their design-your-own-shoe idea, does offer free customized embroidered letting, don't they? 
And me having a little bit of extra money lying around when I go online is BAD, isn't it?
Well, no, not as far as I'm concerned. It certainly keeps me entertained, though.
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