I spent Thanksgiving at my sister's house in Maryland, outside D.C. The Friday after we walked off all that food (we being me, Lenny, and my brother visiting from college in Indiana), ending up at the Washington Monument. This was a tricky shot, where I sat on the ground, lifted my foot and attempted to capture my Chuck, the monument and the pretty sunset.

In a particularly long day at work, I lost my Chucks under the desk, trading sneaker feet for socked feet. They hid there all day, doing exactly what I felt like doing: crawling under my desk.

This is Randolph and his white high-top Chucks. Randolph is a chemist with Kraft; he develops new products for them. We call him "Doctor" because he's so damn smart.

Someone at Rudy's with Chucks just like mine. I think this is a great stock photo, too, for me. All that sidewalk space, just waiting for a Photoshop edit.