Summer school starts for her tomorrow and that means I have to get up at 7:30 a.m. Gosh knows how I'm going to do that. Sheesh, I've been living it up for more than a few weeks and hanging out in bed until at least 8:10 a.m. before prying my eyes open.
Yeah, it's only summer school and I only have two participation days in the next few weeks, but I'm still dreading it. I guess it's because I hated school myself. I pretty much never fit in and even though some of my friends were the more popular kids, I wasn't popular. I sort of straddled the line between the popular folk and the smart folk, and believe me, there was such a divide, you wouldn't even want to start laying out all the facts and getting a sociologist involved. Let's just say the fact that in Office Class I typed 113 words a minute and could take shorthand like nobody's business was the only reason the popular girls gave me a pass. I figure, If I had done those things miserably, they'd think I'd be some sort of competition and take me out. Or call me out, or whatever it is called these days. You know, give me the old One-Two.
Back in the 70's and if you were a boy, they'd do what they called "pantsing" you. That meant someone would yank down your pants when you were none the wiser, most likely when you're chatting up some cute gal or maybe hailing a buss with lots of books in your hands, or possibly combing your hair using both hands.
I always had this feeling that the girls in my high school probably wanted to "pants" me.
And it makes me wonder how the whole Pantsing thing would go over these days, what with the boys basically pantsing themselves with all those pants down around their thighs and all. So, exactly what look are they trying to achieve? A longer torso? Shorter legs? Is it they want to feel more grounded? Is the Waddle-Waddle-Hitch-Hitch their new favored walk style? Or, is it the belt makers are manufacturing belts with around-the-thighs sizes instead of waist sizes these days?
Or maybe they want to give the other guys the idea that they've already been Pants-ed and there's no need to do it again. Sort of a self-protection device for us geeky folk.
Like my hair-do in the photo. Who knew I went to beauty school? Maybe I'm sporting my own personal self-protection device, too. The kind of self-protection device that spares you from others knowing you quit college for awhile to go to Beauty school... (Hated that, too.)
BTW: The red shell pattern will be available tomorrow in sizes XS to 3XL. I'm calling it "Sizzle."
Also, check out the Seas socks cruise. I know, it sounds too good to be true, and if I could afford it or leave girlfriend for more than a day or two, I'd go in a hot second. I hear that Eunny Jang and Amie, (RosebyAny), are going to be there and offer classes, too.