It's just that kind of week
Apr. 1st, 2010 10:11 pmOxam's Razor: The simplest explanation is usually the truth.
I've got this pair of jeans that are made of stretch denim. They don't have a fly, so getting into them involves no small amount of twisting and bouncing. On Wednesday morning, I wiggle into them, but they don't seem to be fitting correctly.
Did they shrink in the wash? Nah, they're still the same length.
Did I gain some weight? But I just wore these pants yesterday.
Am I bloated? Is there something wrong with me? What could cause overnight weight gain?
I stare down at my jeans, tug at the waistband, trying to figure out why they don't feel right. Then I clue into something odd: there are flaps on my front pockets.
My pants are on backwards.
As tricky as it can be to get into the pants, it's actually even harder to get them off while laughing. My only witness, the cat Puck, looks up from his breakfast to glare briefly: my silliness is disrupting his enjoyment of his gooshy food.
I've got this pair of jeans that are made of stretch denim. They don't have a fly, so getting into them involves no small amount of twisting and bouncing. On Wednesday morning, I wiggle into them, but they don't seem to be fitting correctly.
Did they shrink in the wash? Nah, they're still the same length.
Did I gain some weight? But I just wore these pants yesterday.
Am I bloated? Is there something wrong with me? What could cause overnight weight gain?
I stare down at my jeans, tug at the waistband, trying to figure out why they don't feel right. Then I clue into something odd: there are flaps on my front pockets.
My pants are on backwards.
As tricky as it can be to get into the pants, it's actually even harder to get them off while laughing. My only witness, the cat Puck, looks up from his breakfast to glare briefly: my silliness is disrupting his enjoyment of his gooshy food.