Uncovered by Jon Morris
During one of his frequent excursions to the libraries of the Vatican.
-“To-Do: Jeanette needs shoe/foot-related piece by Friday 5.” (This is underlined)
-“I wept that I had no shoes, because that is pretty unfortunate.”
-“I wept that I had no shoes, until I met a man with too many shoes. They had become a burden.”
-“It’s my party and I’ll cry if I want to, cry if I want to, cry if I want to. You would cry too if you had no shoes.”
-“I wept that I had no shoes until I met the man who brought me shoes. Then I had shoes again. The end.”
-“Got Shoes?”
-“I wept because some people don’t have feet, and also because I hadn’t any shoes.”
-“Who ate all my shoes?”
-“Idea for book: Wilmot Lansbury is a manic-depressive who wakes in a strange city without his shoes. He cannot find his shoes. Lansbury reports to the police but a strange sense of dread suddenly envelops him. In an existential miasma of conflicting feelings, he flees from the police station, is chased by a sergeant who suspects him of wrongdoing and also dislikes his shoelessness. Lansbury hides in a birch tree until night. Finds a beautiful but mysterious woman also hiding in the birch tree, as part of her yoga class. He feels immediate chemistry but she rebukes him for lack of shoes. Lansbury weeps, weeping is interrupted by mob midget ‘Bottle-Sized Beretellioni’ who pistol whips him, believing him to be the man who locked his sister in a glove compartment, where she perished from paper cuts received from a poorly folded roadmap. Was it Lansbury or the man with no feet?? (conclusion??)”
-“I wept that I had no shoes that went with this outfit until I met a man with no outfit.”
-“Greeting card? ‘Sorry that you have no shoes (inside) But have you seen that guy with no feet?’”
-Crude drawing of a man with no feet. His lopsided word balloon reads “I ca’nt (sic) skip!”
-“I wept that I had no shoes until I met a man with no pants” (crossed out, written underneath in red pen, “WITH pants? Better?”)
-“Call shoe-store. Insight?”
-I wept that I had no shoes until I met a man with no feet. Since he didn’t need his shoes any more, he was happy to give them to me. I asked him if I could pay him back in any way, and he said ‘How about you giving me a fish?’ I said ‘Well, how about I teach you to fish? Because if I just give you a fish, you’ll only have something to eat today, but if I teach you to fish, you’ll have something to eat forever.’ Then he said ‘Yeah, that’s a nice thought and everything, but I can’t get down to the lake. I have no feet.’ ‘Oh,’ I said, ‘Is that why sometimes there is only one set of footprints in the sand?’ He said yeah.”
-“SHOES” (written in the KISS font)
-“Note to self: Buy shoes”