I Teeter-Tottered Upside Down... Variations on a Poem (#1)

But everyone can admire your shoes!

When upon your head you stand
you appear the better man.

Sorry, I just couldn't help myself. My bad!

it's a good work in progress! (every cheek? -- lol!)

"But everyone can admire your shoes! "

yeah but, I wanna know why he has no pants!

We all want to know that!

Or do we?

He's wearing pants?!

Did some say... Pants™?!

Well, Mark?

did you run away and hide?

we want to know!

Right on!

Thank you for posting to
brainfart ;0)

Okay, okay... my ears have been burning and now I know why! There seems to be some interest about the state of pantless-ness in which I frequently find myself... it's all very innocent, I can assure you.

After having been married for nearly 30 years, I am now getting re-acquainted with a bachelor's existence. The last time I was in this situation I was in my early twenties, and during my years of married life, I had forgotten the "freedoms" that a man-only situation affords. Suddenly, the pretenses that were imposed upon the male of the species by an insidious tradition which promotes genital-oppression-in-the-guise-of-social-gentility seem completely uncalled for.

While this oppression may take many forms, there is one stricture that stands out far above the others... namely, the expectation that men must wear pants when in their own domicile. We all know the defining characteristic of those who motivated this social morè; namely, a distinct absence of appendage between the legs.

It may seem like a small thing, but for those not lacking in said appendage, pants can be a pain (figuratively and literally.) Women, I'm told, love to get into a pair of sweatpants and then do things that involve fine motor skills... things like tatting, counted-cross-stitch and sock-darning. Men do not share this inclination. Sweatpants are fine for what they are, but when it comes to true comfort, boxers are where it's at.

Boxers offer a unique combination of ease of movement, and ventilation... they provide an abundance of roominess to accommodate "things" that sometimes don't want to be "there" but would rather be over "here." Or even "here" and "there" if the spirit moves them. Another word for this is freedom, and as we all know, freedom is a wonderful thing.

Pants are a necessary evil. They have their place. For certain situations (funerals, job interviews, a meeting with the president) it seems reasonable to wear pants. The winters in this part of the world also provide an incentive to avoid "freezing the foliage" when outdoors. However, none of this applies when I'm sitting in my own abode. I'm not intending to impress anyone with my wardrobe, and as long as the room temperature is above 60° I'm happy.

It's heading down to -13° tonight, so I'm going with comfy-casual at the moment. An inspired plaid flannel that incorporates an array of striking colors not typically seen sharing space on the same clothing item. Life is good.

I'm going with comfy-casual at the moment. An inspired plaid flannel that incorporates an array of striking colors not typically seen sharing space on the same clothing item. Life is good.

So basically what you're saying is, you are pantless as you are typing your comments to us?

Got pics?

Your interpretation would be correct Debra... (well, as often as not, anyway.) I'll start flagging all of my posts appropriately!

There's a nudity flag... but I don't see a pantless flag. Now what?

I think freedom is a wonderful thing! No one should have to wear any clothing item that isn't comfortable - ever. But, people seldom allow me to make the rules.

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