A WARM BATHROBE

Fourteen years ago, pursuant a conversation with my apartment mate which I incautiously mentioned, various friends wrote comments that indicate that their ideas about me might be a little off. Divergent. Considerably more reflective of themselves than of me. Cite 1: "I have long thought, judging by your blogs, that you prefer underwear that is pink, frilly and off."
Cite 2: "I thought he liked no underwear, and prefered skinny dipping in Antarctica."

For the record, pink and frilly aren't my thing. Neither is skinny dipping. In any weather. And although I can swim, I don't. In fact, I stay out of public bodies of water entirely, for obvious reasons. There are crabs in SF Bay, by the way, which is a good reason not to go into that body of water. Nasty pinchy things. They're the reason people wear rubberized total body coverings. Very uncomfortable, I would imagine.

The proper garb, if you are reading this, is either cotton underwear with more layers of clothing over that, or pajamas and a bathrobe. Because although it is sunny, it is cold.

The conversation with my apartment mate fourteen years ago had her informing me that she liked black underwear. We did not discuss what items of underwear, nor cut and style, or material. We have, to the best of my recollection, not discussed underwear since then.
I cannot remember what steered the conversation in that direction.

If I were to mention this to a friend who is a geologist (university degree) and has taught mathematics, I am fairly certain that he would say something to the effect that if you are out in the dessert with a rock hammer and a compass, it would be advisable to also have underwear. And other garments. The hot sun and scorpions, you know.
Also, rattle snakes can't get through stout boots.

It's a matter of perspective. Whatever you do and are will influence your views on underwear. In the past several decades I have been a mechanical draughtsman (pre-CAD), a credit and collections professional, part time cashier bookkeeper at an Indian restaurant, and various other things. In college I studied mediaeval history. In all cases my performance was improved by underwear. Things wouldn't have been the same without it.

When you send your kids off to college, make sure they have underwear.

Also a warm bathrobe. During my mid thirties I did not have a warm bathrobe.
There are things which I regret from that period in my life.
We shall not discuss them.



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