Less is More

"....tintin said...Will I ever see a post here titled, "Less Is More” ..."


My original title for this post was going to be "Paisley Tata Britches and Duck is Back" but our boy Tintang over at that site where I do 100% of the ghostwriting; wanted a Less is More titled post.


But lets get something straight here. I might be capable of titling something as such but I just don't have the juice intellectually or editorially to actually do something that makes legitimate a title of that sort. God help me if I had to make a living doing this or had to do this without the help of a ton of pictures.

So agenda item number one-our boy Duck has finally surfaced. He has the best excuse in the world for being sub rosa what with a little baby girl at home and everything. Go over there and say hey to him and give him props for his Belgianesque horizontality.


And next is the issue of GTH pants/shorts. I declare it time to wear them but I've got some pasty white sticks that will be hanging from the south end of these babies. ADG maxim number whatever...."GTH clothes look absurd when accompanied by winter dermal paste". Get some color before you bust out in 'em. Your GTH swagger will be as fake as a spray-on tan if you emerge in said garments without a touch of the fresh back from the Regatta pigmentalia. So here's one from the old days....

Ok, I’ll admit that it would take a special gal to Wonna Ta Ta with a guy who wears shorts like these but hey …that's me. Besides, my Johnny Guitar Watson jumpsuit hasn’t arrived yet. I’ve also realized that once the jumpsuit arrives, I’ve gotta buy shoes to accompany it. Navy Blue Weejuns and a Soul Train performer jumpsuit…that would be Disco Dissonance and we can’t have that. So when the jumpsuit arrives, I’ll simply head over to one of those shops on upper Wisconsin in Georgetown and buy some Stacks…you know…those platform shoes.
Three days in N.J. this week….gratified and then some to have the consulting project. Tough year for all of us and every little project counts these days. LFG and I are far from feeling dramatic pain from the current economic climate but we, like many, have to economize and practice a bit more frugality. Not too difficult at this point with LFG….she’s only eight years old. However, what’s with all of these birthday parties? We have two this weekend and of course, since it’s my weekend with LFG, I’ll be paying for the gifts…it’s all good.

Ok, I’m rambling as usual. My dose hasn’t kicked in yet. So I’m driving back to DC yesterday and I stop at the Ralph Outlet. I have no money budgeted for togs and trust me…I need nothing. However, when a pair of cotton/linen Ralph shorts like these tweet you; at $19.95, you pounce.
Ta Ta Me baby............