1. I wish I could go to work naked. I could be more relaxed, even as I performed drudgery, if I were pantsless. The main problem is that I can't think of a reason my co-workers wouldn't/couldn't be naked, too, if they so choose, and that would make going to work even more dreadful.
2. Today, I was listening to the record that defined my generation. The cover says it all.
Yes, it's Nirvana's "Nevermind," with the naked baby, winkie in full view, chasing Almighty God-Dollar. The watershed moment of my generation had absolutely nothing to do with pants.
I was doomed, of course.
I just started taking guitar lessons and one of the first things I learned was the riff from "Come As You Are." (I play it considerably slower - so much so that you'd have a hard identifying it as that, even when I don't screw it up.)
That naked baby, Spencer Elden, just turned 18. We're all so proud.
Actually, we're Gen-Xers. We define aloof. We really don't care.
Meh.
Boo pants!
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