I could care less about clothin’ fashions. Give me a well-worn pair of pants and a comfortable T-shirt with a few oil and mustard stains and I’m good to go. My wife don’t care much for the way I dress but she gave up years ago on the HOPE and CHANGE thing for my wardrobe.
I also think the current fashion trends stink. Girls wearin’ combat boots with green, purple, red or yellow streaks in their hair baffles me and guys with half-shaved heads, Mohawks and pants that hang down to their knees makes me feel like I’m walkin’ among aliens.
However, the one fashion trend that I think is cool is the way these younger kids sit behind the driver’s wheel. You know, slumped way down in their seat and leaned over toward the center console. Usually when you’re behind one of these drivers you’d swear there’s no one drivin’ because you can’t see the top of their head. Of course the other thing that’s cool is when they lean the other way, toward the driver’s door, with their head about even with the top of the door panel. That’s way cool. And I like them hooded sweat shirts the guys usually wear. That along with a pair of mirrored sunglasses, a scowl on the face and a 3-4 day growth of beard. You know, these guys could be mistaken for gang members. I know, it’s a perception but I like the trend.
I’ve been drivin’ slumped over in my car seat for about a week but now my back is all discombobulated. My knees hurt too and I’ve been forced to visit my chiropractor. I have my fourth appointment this Tuesday. I’ve convinced myself that this pain is part of the sacrifice I must endure to be cool.
Hey, and what’s up with these “Baby On Board” placards I keep seein’ in the back window of most SUV’s and vans? Are these signs a way of sayin’, “Don’t tailgate me?” They seemed to be popular a few years ago and then they sort of faded away. Now they’re back. And most of the vehicles I see with this placard don’t have a baby on board. Is this like people with a handicapped tag hangin’ from their rear-view mirror that park in them prime parkin’ spots, then get out and walk into the store like you and I?
Another of my favorite vehicle fashions are them cut out figures on the back window, showin’ the Mom, Dad, the dog, the cat and all seven kids. Ain’t that special? It’s like I know these people, but I really don’t.
And along with a bumper sticker tellin’ the world their kid is an honor student, I can only cringe about what sort of bumper sticker my parents would have displayed about my academic achievements.