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Oops, sorry for the confusion. I was talking Canadian feets here. Canadian feets where made 16 English inches long, in 1759.
SlyGuy, oilman, skinny jatar_k and I are to be mesured in Canadian feets. As for Liane, she was Canadian once, I dont know if she converted to English mesures, since.
As for Liane, she was Canadian once, I dont know if she converted to English mesures, since.
That might explain the "shrinking" phenomenon she mentioned...
I'm around 5'10" so if I have to use my own height (instead of having my ex stand in for me) in the contest, I'll go put on some 6" heels and measure myself again...
I've worked with some overgrown individuals though, and it's no fun. They can't bush-whack without constantly banging their heads or poking their eyes out, they can't sail without the boom decapitating them, let alone fit down a companionway. Sure they can reach the top shelf but you can't stuff them into the back of an over stuffed crewcab - they've got to go in the bed. And you can forget the 'Road to Jerusalem'. As far as I'm concerned anything over 6' is a waste.
Except perhaps for purposes of intimidation. Which is a non-issue, cause when you're *that* inflexible it's just an over-worked consolation anyway. Like a soother. Most tall types don't know what to do with it. So, there you are. It's time to invert the phrase 'vertically challenged' to fit the bill.
dum dee dum dum
I know. Old credo. If you can't inspire awe, induce pity. My Dad (bless him) does it all the time. I don't inspire awe and I can't stand pity. Benefits of 6' and no further I guess. But you know what happens when you stand too long in the middle of the road? All the shoes in your 'normal' size get sold out!
As for Liane, she was Canadian once
I am still a Canadian and will die a Canadian! Yeesh Mac (if I can call you that) ... just because I live in the British Virgin Islands :) and am no longer subjected to the long, cold, gray, Canadian winters :) without seeing sunlight for months on end 'cause Canadians (who live there) go to work before the sun comes up and leave work after the sun goes down (in the winter months) ... doesn't mean I am not a Canadian anymore! (How's that for a run on sentence?)
OK, so I am vertically challenged and am shrinking by the hour it seems (especially when trying to reach my party bowls situated in the top cupboard above my refrigerator) ... but I digress! (We old, shrinking folks do that sometimes)
BTW, aren't feet measured in inches and aren't inches the same all over the world? That's what my ex-husband always told me. He'd swear up and down, "Honey, just look at my feet!" (They were enormous.) "You know what that means right?" "Well this is 8" ... I promise you!" ;)
(He was always a bit of a fibber!)
You guys are freaks.
pmac, Couldn't have said it better myself!
[edited by: Liane at 2:10 am (utc) on Dec. 19, 2002]