"does this make me look all poochy in the back?"
I remembered what I dislike so much about the great outdoors: it has all those other people out there in it. People trying to back over you in their 4x4, people trying to run over you with their keg, people trying to nudge you out of the way with their shopping carts.
Even old people with walkers have no respect for the pedestrian. Give anyone one of those orange slow mover flags, and they think they're Lord and Master of the Sidewalk.
After a very violent morning in the shops (including a dressing room run-in with the ladies of the subject line), I did complete the mission I set for myself last night. Sadly, no stripey shirts were suitable. I did try one on that I rather liked on the rack, but saw in the mirror that it had freakishly puffy/gathered/pleated seams at the shoulders. Mentally a librarian, but physically a linebacker, I don't do puffy.
A whole 90 minutes of TV Funhouse on SNL tonight? I may have Saturday night plans for the first time in years!
Until then, I have to go pay The Man and buy a card for The Mom.
Even old people with walkers have no respect for the pedestrian. Give anyone one of those orange slow mover flags, and they think they're Lord and Master of the Sidewalk.
After a very violent morning in the shops (including a dressing room run-in with the ladies of the subject line), I did complete the mission I set for myself last night. Sadly, no stripey shirts were suitable. I did try one on that I rather liked on the rack, but saw in the mirror that it had freakishly puffy/gathered/pleated seams at the shoulders. Mentally a librarian, but physically a linebacker, I don't do puffy.
A whole 90 minutes of TV Funhouse on SNL tonight? I may have Saturday night plans for the first time in years!
Until then, I have to go pay The Man and buy a card for The Mom.