People in New York have a narrow view of fashion.

t What in the hell am I doing talking about fashion?

Cats are cute and fuzzy. They do hijinks, too.

Mine tried to bite my upper arm yet again this morning, so I kicked her off the bed and got ready for work.

Jilli, are they a better alternative to regular shorts? I mean, would crappy shorts be allowed?

Crappy shorts are probably allowed (I've never been able to find a dress code for this company). The work shorts don't seem a better alternative to me, but that's because I think they're all overly ... fussy? Trying too hard to be clever and fashion-forward? If someone wants to wear shorts, great. Trying to make them look like they're supposed to be part of an upscale-ish, business-casual work outfit? It looks like they're trying too hard.

Yes, I am cranky and unreasonable about these sorts of things.

Hey! The wireless on the bus works today!

You know, I went to work today wearing black PJ bottoms, a black wifebeater, and a long crocheted jacket. Oh, and my usual Birks.

I lose at fashion.

Trying to make them look like they're supposed to be part of an upscale-ish, business-casual work outfit? It looks like they're trying too hard.

Oh yeah -- I meant "better." Not actually better.

In other news, I was at a training thing this morning, and we had a fake case study to look at, and it was about teen suicide, and none of the people in my group had really seen Heathers! At least, not enough to talk about it -- there was a man older than me and two women younger, who each said they had seen it, but just the once. I hate that. I need my age cohort around me at ALL TIMES.

Doesn't anyone remember the fad of wearing Bermuda shorts everywhere back in the early 1980s, in the midst of the preppy fad?

Gah. I do. That look usually included the sweater tied around the neck thing, which I never understood.

My contribution to the fashion discussion is that I was just driving on a fairly busy four-lane road and a woman decided to sprint across in the middle of the street, pushing her baby in a stroller. This was not wise, but it was complicated by the fact that she was wearing a knit crop top and low-rise capris, which kept falling down as she ran, so she was pushing the stroller with one hand and pulling her pants up with the other.

Timelies all!

Happy Birthday Hec, Deb and Nic!

What gets me is the women in my lab who wear flip-flops or sandals to work. First of all, it's a lab! Aren't they afraid that some chemical or culture might fall and splash on their exposed feet? Second, the lab's AC is set on "meat locker". You'd think their feet would get cold...

Happy Birthdays Hec, Deb and Mr. Deb!!!

Also, I hate the feeling of flip-flops, but could probably where them to work. We have a weird dress "code" because we are a University. Usually the administrative assistants are expected to dress much better than the professors and Deans are!

Once I went againt the JC Penny dress code and wore open toes shoes. And dropped a gazillion pound crystal clock on my foot!. I wanted to wear combat boots after that! Man that hurt! The weirdest think about that dress code was that you were supposed to wear a camisole under your blouse. I think it was written in 1982 when blouses were those sheer polyester thiks with tucks down the front and ruffles. And for some reason people didn't want their bras to show through. I figure, at least you are wearing one!

t wore a dashiki and linen draw-stings to work and no one cared, because my math was right

Wireless on the BUS??? My, I live in hicktown. Wait--what's a bus?

You know what's better than one frustrating person? Two frustrating people frustrating each other.

Especially when the resolution is the one you were rooting for.