I was going through old pictures the other day when I came across this set of photos from college that I had completely forgotten about. I went to college in the cold city of Binghamton, New York and for Christmas one year, my Mom bought me a hood. Not a jacket with the hood. Just a hood. I loved the winter coat I had at the time, but it didn’t have a hood. So my Mom bought me one. It’s actually quite thoughtful and practical because then you can cover your throat and ears with a single removable garment. But me and my friends did what any normal teenagers would have done when faced with a practical gift given by one of their Moms: Made fun of it mercilessly.
Teenagers are bastards, aren’t they? (Isn’t it weird that I can say “aren’t they?” but I couldn’t say “are not they?” That just wouldn’t make sense. But I can say “are they not?” Why is that? I bet it’s already a documented phenomenon called like, the “Conjunction Syndrome” or something, but I don’t know much about these things.) Anyway, I don’t think I ever wore the hood out in public. Seriously, it’s a ridiculous article of clothing. Those were great times living with Robin and Sarah though.
Dave S.: A PURPLE hood!!! OhmiGOD, what an awesome idea!!! If I got a hood like Craiggers had, I’d bleached it until it was white and then dyed it purple. Craigges, you’d been the awesomest kid on campus!
….not that you weren’t already….
HUGS…
Wow, four mentions for me in six posts…how awesome am I? And sweet, Craiggers that you thought of me. (“better to be thought of in a bad way, than not thought of at all” I always say!) Obviously, I like the twinkie look. Most gay guys, I’ve found, don’t like the type of which they are. Worded very weirdly,but you know what I mean.
HUGS…
Tam: “A really attractive hat’ Bwhahahaha.
Well, it WAS a leather hat, so maybe the guy had some kinda fetish or something…
HUGS…
Dave S.: Oh, yes, Polt brung it, dropped it, watched joemo cook it, ate it and then enjoyed the full feeling to it’s fullest!!!!
…ya know, I ‘m not even sure what we’re talking about anymore…
HUGS…
Dave S and Polt: I like how in that metaphor I bring the heat! Awesome!
Kimi: I was wondering if someone was gonna mention the dickie before I did. Most ridiculious item EVER. Course, they do look rather dapper with a men’s pantsuit, circa 1976.
HUGS…
Tam: Just having you say you had a dickie as a kid has been making giggle like a schoolgirl. you are on a ROLL today, baby!
HUGS…
Clitoris Rex!!!! BWAHAHAHA!! oh I’m crying here…
I want, nay, NEED that band to play at my wedding, should you people ever let me marry. Or should I move to Canada. Or should I ever find a guy I’d want to marry. Oh, hell, I’d marry a chick, so I could have THAT band’s name printed on the programs!!! that is just awesome!
HUGS…
Hmmmm, it appears I’ve channeled a bit of Dave S. today, eh?
HUGS…
Wow. That was a lot of comments in very little time. Well done Polt with an assist by Joemo.
Polt: My offer still stands. Greencard baby. (I don’t think we actually have “green” cards up here, but you get the picture.) You supply the ring and Clitoris Rex can play at our reception. A big ring, gigantic in fact.
Craig: Didn’t the Supernatural boys teach you that towels are evil?
John: Ohhhh, good one. Craig was not as shiny as the boys in their towels though.
Craig: I forgot to tell you I finished The Golden Compass on the way here tonight. I’ll have to e-mail you my “review” such as it is. I’ll say I liked the middle part the best, the first part the least.
Craig! My mom totally gave me that hood! Mine was grey. I was able to effectively pawn it off on an ex, after letting it sit in my closet for like, 5 years.
Yum. Craig in a shower? Yum.
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