Norge

With the advent of warmer weather, I've noticed that a lot of the kids around campus like to find a nice spot of lawn to sit on while they eat lunch or study.  This is fine, I guess.  I've already remarked in the past that I find a bench more comfortable, but to each their own.  I have, however, noticed a troubling trend recently.  It seems that much of today's fashion isn't really designed for sitting cross-legged in the grass and I've been seeing a bit more of the student body than I'd care to.  I'm referring specifically to the region in the back between the bottom of the shirt and the top of the pants.  When one sits down in the grass, one's shirt and pants tend to migrate in opposite directions.  I don't mind if there's a little exposed skin - I mean, I understand that sometimes things ride up, or down, or whatever.  If it was just a little skin, I'd be fine.  When it gets to the point where there are shadows, that's when I feel uncomfortable - those shadows that portend a larger chasm lurking below, just out of sight.  I saw one fellow who was well beyond the shadow stage.  He was bent over, working on a laptop, with half his bahooney exposed to the world.

I'm just glad I wasn't having egg-salad for lunch.