I get so annoyed at trends in fashion, the sizing of pants in particular. When I was in my teens, if I bought a pair of jeans with a twenty eight inch waist, they actually fit my twenty eight inch waist.

As time went on, I found that I had to start buying thirty inch jeans to fit my twenty eight inch waist.

Now, a few decades later, I’m looking at buying thirty-six inch jeans to fit my twenty eight inch waist!!!!

Is there no agency that governs the fashion industry to make sure that when they label a pair of pants as twenty eight inch waist, that they will actually fit a twenty eight inch waist??!!!


Blogging is a complicated venture, especially for middle aged men who make their living climbing trees with a chainsaw.

Blogger or WordPress? .com or .org? HTML? RSS? Ping?

I did my best to research each option for the five minutes my brain would stay on track, but I’m still not sure if I’ve made the right choices. My research capabilities are lacking. In fact, when I was in school, I once wrote an entire research paper on Japan being the capitol of China. That fact alone makes me question the research that led me to my blogging choices.

I picked It has 1.7 bazillion settings, widgets, and words made from abbreviations like HTML, which apparently is bloggerese for “writing gibberish.” RSS is something invisible that makes the electrical connections between my blog and your computer connect. I have no idea what a “ping back” is.

I tried to add a “badge” to my blog in order to secure my proud place amongst the rank and file of a blog directory. But after my usual five minutes of hardcore research I was able to conclude that the blog directory had given me an impossible task as a cruel form of rejection . . . . badges are apparently non-existent entities that in no way can be displayed on a blog.

I get post “likes” without my hit counter going up. I’m told this is because people can read my nonsensical ramblings without having to actually visit my site. How will I know if anyone is out there other than the few likes I get every once in a while?

My head hurts. I’m fetching a beer and swearing off computing for the weekend while I contemplate painting any future posts on a cave wall with paint made from my own burnt hair and Woolly Mammoth dung.

‘Til Monday 🙂