So, some mornings I just wake up with unresolved questions. I wouldn't always call them big ticket items, but sometimes getting to the bottom of the issue can take one or two items off my plate. Maybe you can help me today. Here goes. What's the deal about women and shoes? Shoes? Sandals? Slippers? Formal? Everyday? Why, why, why do they need a million of them? Back a ways, I laughed with everyone when the closet of Imelda Marcos was forced open to reveal that she had 2,700 pairs of shoes. What is this fascination with footwear? I like shoes too. A pair of brown, a pair of black and a couple of pairs of Sperries for the summer, and that's about it for me. But women. I hear them talk. I've overheard conversations. I do believe, in the pecking order of things, shoes might even come before, are you ready for this... sex. So what's the big deal with shoes? Can anyone out there set me straight? I'm waiting. Tomorrow I might take on Facebook. What the big deal with this mutual admiration society?