I bought no less than three pairs of pants today. That seems excessive, though I suppose the time had come given that a) my last good pair of jeans and lately acquired both paint and grease, and b) well, b requires some explanation. My favorite pair of non-jeans happen to be cargo pants which have the neat ability to zipper off the pant-legs and convert to shorts. I have been wearing them as shorts all summer. I lately discovered that the upper part has faded rather a lot, while the (detached) legs have stayed their original colour. Thus, I now have a pair of two-toned pants. They look a bit ridiculous. And I figure that if even I think they look ridiculous, it’s definitely time to think about some new duds.
Ack. Between these new pants and my new guitar amp, I am starting to feel like a consumer. Oh wait, maybe it’s just the flu. I think I had a touch of the flu this week, or at least, the “post-blues-festival-I-did-not-do-nearly-enough-sleeping” flu, if you know what I mean.
okay. so we’ve accounted for two pairs of pants. Was the third pair also jeans?
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