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  • Monthly Archives: November 2012

    • Under the Clothes

      Posted at 2:46 am by kayewer, on November 25, 2012

      Buying underwear shouldn’t be such a challenge.  I spent some time checking out the packages of panties at “SLR” (WalMart, the “Store of Last Resort”), and it’s amazing how many choices there are if you tend to shop for utilitarian rather than thrilling undergarments.

      The underpant for men tends to be boxers or briefs.  Those men who are truly ripped may go for tighter and lower-cut varieties to show off their bodily accomplishments.  At least boxers are amusing, coming in various patterns, colors and styles.  A man who would wear Spongebob on his boxers would likely have a great sense of humor.  Of course, one should be able to tell that before they see that Spongebob is on his boxers.

      Woman, on the other hand, have panties in so many styles, it seems impossible to narrow down one’s choices.  We have boy shorts (square), low-cut (think Speedos for gals), thongs, bikinis and briefs in enough colors and patterns to blind the shopping eye.  I also counted eight sizing types, adding to the difficulty.

      When you see a panty in a pattern you like, it’s usually in a package in the wrong size for you, or it’s surrounded by such horrendously patterned or colored package mates that it isn’t worth buying the lot for just one pair.

      And these necessities come five or eight to a package, rolled up into neat little burritos of cotton or nylon and taped and lined up for maximum shopper appeal.  And nobody has yet invented a hook that effectively leaves the packages on the rack without ripping out of the wrapping.  Nor have they figured out how to stop people from opening a package to check the size before buying, then getting a fresh one because “this one is opened.”

      If the week has seven days, neither choice gets you through them all without an inventory problem.  I’ve noticed manufacturers throw in an extra pair in a value pack, making the total panties either six or nine.  Maybe the packaging was invented by the same people who put ten hot dogs in a package while buns come in quantities of eight.

      Another problem with packaged panties is their construction.  They are never quite even; seams are off center, crotches are sometimes too narrow or wide, and some have trails of looped thread dangling from them in testament to the quick piecework process by which they are made.

      The price is right, though.  When you think about the price of similar garments at Victoria’s Secret, and the abuse they endure on the human body, there is a value to such things.  As long as they fit and don’t show a line, they’ll do.

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    • Skidding Just Fine, Thank You

      Posted at 2:36 am by kayewer, on November 18, 2012

      Nothing like a bad week to make one miserable.  Bad weeks make you appreciate the ones in which you come out with money in your pocket and no need for medical care.  I have been trying hard to come down with something, and running with a sleep deficit doesn’t help matters.

      Traffic was unusually hectic, with drivers disregarding speed limits and getting into accidents by incredible numbers.  The local newscasters have had a field day with snarls and gridlocks all over, and I was stuck in quite a few of them.

      This week in particular, I found myself driving into the rush hour traffic, as I went to a different office than usual.  This required going south to north in the morning, and north to south in the evening.  Everybody seems to go in these directions, and I have always been glad to have a job which normally sends me the other way and out of the grip of the brake-tapping tango that normally fills the opposing lanes when I’m coming and going.  Traffic jams are nerve-wracking when you have someplace to go.

      Then I got delayed in Friday traffic when a jam took place at my usual exit.  The cars backed up for five miles.  When I got to the exit, there was nothing to indicate an accident, only cones and flashing lights.  It still took me an extra half hour to get home, on a night when I really wanted to be on time, because I had something to do.

      Bad traffic days make one want to not have something to do after work.  There will always come a time when you will be late, and people don’t like to be late.  That is when they speed up and cause accidents which make other people late.

      Maybe it happens because everybody seems to get out of work at 4:00 or 5:00.  Maybe people just don’t get the concept of driving safely and taking care of their vehicles.

      Griping about it doesn’t help make the bad week go away.  All I can do is wait for the next one to be better.

      At least I can look forward to turkey this Thursday.

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    • Tired of Christmas Already?

      Posted at 3:53 am by kayewer, on November 11, 2012

      I was in the mall with a friend and saw Santa had just arrived that day.  We just finished a late Halloween, and already the jolly old man is taking children’s early toy orders.

      This whole thing has gone a bit too far.

      Does anybody remember Hess’ department store, based in Allentown, PA?  Each year, usually after Thanksgiving, a local network would air a special featuring the store’s animatronic holiday figures.  It was something to look forward to.  All the major department stores opened up a holiday window the day after Thanksgiving.  Black Friday meant something back then.

      Hess’ was one of the early victims of department store closures.  Back then, probably nobody would have predicted that such places would go out of business like they have in the past twenty years.

      Now department stores compete for which can open closest to the end of the turkey dinner, while the stuffed denizens of the family table have not succumbed to the effects of tryptophan.

      The PA lottery is airing their holiday instant ticket commercials already, featuring a group a carolers doing a lottery themed rendition of “Twelve Days of Christmas”  (the lead singer has sung “Five Cash Five”–substituting for five gold rings–for about four years now, and the residual checks must be phenominal), and a man graciously giving tickets as gifts to the employees as a newsstand  (from which he might well purchase them daily anyway).

      We see ads for the “Pre-Black Friday Sale,” and prices are low enough that one could refurbish an entire home with new stuff.

      Of course, there are victims of Hurricane Sandy who need an entire new home, and even sales won’t help them recover in time for Christmas.

      Some of the networks are already airing holiday themed specials.  Next will come the radio stations playing holiday music until January.  Christmas has become a calendar equivalent of a plague of locusts, which comes and ravages your life for what seems like forever, and for which you are grateful only when it is finally over.

      Sure, businesses are desperate for end-of-year profits, and some people like to have a holiday that lasts forever, but the constant barrage so early in the season is just wrong.

      Can’t we at least get to Thanksgiving week first?

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    • No No Wri Mo?

      Posted at 1:39 am by kayewer, on November 4, 2012

      I’ve been having bad luck with attempting to participate in National Novel Writing Month (NaNoWriMo).  Each year, starting the moment November begins, intrepid writers attempt to complete a novel of 50,000 words by the last second of November.  That entails some time and devotion.  Time is my enemy, and my devotion gets put on hold.

      One thing I’m trying this year is to use voice software to leave my hands free to do the things I would have to ignore if I’m typing a novel.  The software has turned out to be a bit too human: it doesn’t understand me, often ignores me and keeps asking stupid questions.

      This morning, while waiting for some friends to show up, I channeled my inner J.K. Rowling and drafted some details from my planned NaNoWriMo novel on a napkin.  It works rather well and travels lightly in my already bulging handbag.  Somebody had a fingernail issue and I offered my clippers, prompting another friend to ask what I don’t carry in my purse.  I confessed that I don’t have a kitchen sink in there.  I also don’t have a novel.

      Over the years I have had attempts at making my novel goal that came close to being tangible successes, but that 50,000 mark has escaped every year.  One would have to write 1,667 words daily to achieve the goal.  Maybe it is best achieved by folks who are on vacation, retired or write for a living.  That doesn’t mean I won’t keep trying.  Wish me luck, and if I’m not back next week, you’ll know that I’m cranking out words on a napkin somewhere.

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