We are a commune of inquiring, skeptical, politically centrist, capitalist, anglophile, traditionalist New England Yankee humans, humanoids, and animals with many interests beyond and above politics. Each of us has had a high-school education (or GED), but all had ADD so didn't pay attention very well, especially the dogs. Each one of us does "try my best to be just like I am," and none of us enjoys working for others, including for Maggie, from whom we receive neither a nickel nor a dime. Freedom from nags, cranks, government, do-gooders, control-freaks and idiots is all that we ask for.
The demise of denim jeans.
Was a time when jeans were worn only by people who worked outside, and even then only by a small percentage. Don't sell jeans short. As long as there are Texans, there will be denim jeans.
It is interesting to me how the wearing of denim has remained constant, while the message being signaled has changed over the years. In the 1960's, wearing denim signaled identification with the working class. IN the 1970s, it became more about signaling that you had time to engage in leisure pursuits, i.e., if you were middle class and wearing jeans, you were not presently working.
Now yoga pants seem to be used for the same signaling: I'm not currently at work, with the added message of "I engage in athletic activity during my leisure time."
There is also the sense that with "casual Fridays" and more, allowing jeans into the workplace, the leisure signal of denim is subsiding. It also marks the rise of upscale denim, where in order to send the proper message, those basic Lee or Levi jeans are not going to cut it anymore. Hence the rise of the $200, never washed pair of designer jeans, far from their origin as cheap and utilitarian wear.
Another Guy named Dan
I no longer wear them. I like cargo pants, so I don't have to sit on my wallet. They're looser, too.
Dig it. It's always gratifying to be something before it's cool, or to choose "x" when everybody else chooses "y" instead of "x".
The chilluns recently moved out, and I chucked all my other daily traditional office work wear. Now I go to work in black boot-fit Wrangler's, with snappy-looking Western-cut shirts, bolo ties, fancy engineer-style boots, and Western hats. On Thursday and Friday I might switch to blue Wrangler's. Always dry cleaned, pressed. No faded raggedy crap for me. I get nothing but compliments for my distinctive dressing. The chicks on the other hand don't dare show up in our offices wearing yoga pants. Eww. I figure I'm doing my part to uphold the standards. When you look good, you feel good, and when you feel good, you do good work.
Califrikkinfornia is whistling past the graveyard and counting its chickens when it ain't got any hens. Another dry winter and the d***fools that run Cali and the bigger d***fools that vote for them are going to be showed up for the d***fools they are.
There's no one alive, and no weather model powerful and complex and valid enough, to predict the rain/snow that California will get this winter and spring. There was a weak El Nino last year, a distinctly warmer than average north eastern Pacific sea surface temperature, and a persistent north-eastern Pacific high-pressure ridge, all that diverted all the storms to Boston. This year, the warmer than average noreastPac SST is even more extensive, the noreastPac atmos pressure remains high and persistent, and the El Nino is stronger. The last time Cali had El Nino rain/snow was in 2010, and it didn't come till March/April, too late. This year's El Nino looks stronger, but so do the countervailing forces.
Nobody knows anything until February. Until then it's place your bets ladies and gents, and pray that God doesn't roll another pair of California snake eyes.