I try to keep up on the latest trends.  You’ve seen those Un-Tuck-It shirt ads on TV.  I think that’s cool.  I spotted a woman the other day with her pants Unbuttoned and unzipped.  I thought my goodness, as she approached, what a daring look.  I was amazed her pants stayed up, but I will admit she had a figure that could pull off the unbuttoned/unzipped jeans look. (She was curvy, like a stretched-out slinky.) Imagine going with the total UN look.  Untucked shirt with unbuttoned and unzipped jeans.  Shoes untied while holding an Uncola, yes, a 7-Up.  I know an attractive woman sporting unbuttoned and unzipped jeans would be left alone in public.  If I were parading around with my pants unbuttoned and unzipped, I’m sure I’d be in the back of a police cruiser in less than an hour.  Perhaps I’d be given a little latitude if I were in my SpongeBob underwear.  But if I were in my neon Cookie Monster skivvies, I’d be in trouble.  Had a serious talk with my wife this week.  She wants to take the grandkids out, and I told her if we use my car their are rules.  She asked what the difference was between your car and mine.  I explained how in her car the kids have no rules.  It’s basically Armageddon in the back seat.  I have rules and things they cannot play with in my car.  She asked:  “Like what?”  Well, honey, in my car's backseat their will be no Smores, Squirt Guns, Magic Markers, Scissors, Finger Paint, or Ant Farms.”  She asked where does this thinking come from.  I told her it comes from the time the kids were given soup in the back seat. Â
