1. We have winter mice. The mice that prefer to overwinter in our house, well, we have a new crop of them. We live-trap them, and release them. The thing is, we have to drive them some distance away, else they simply return to our house.
2. It was my turn to drive the trapped mice to some distant park this morning. I preferred to be clean and dressed before doing this, and so showered quickly and went looking for some clothes. My criteria for clothes were “not the nicer t-shirts I’m planning on wearing to work later, but something warm enough for the November chill.”
3. As I was releasing the mouse at the distant park, I noticed what I had put on. Worn boots. Slightly worm jeans with turned-up, fraying cuffs. Metal-studded leather belt. Long-sleeve t-shirt. T-shirt with the collar and sleeves torn off over that. Two necklaces of gears and wire and keys strung on cords. Gloves. Untidy mop of hair in my eyes.
4. In other words, I had inadvertently dressed myself like one of these folks:
One of the Morlocks from Uncanny X-Men in the late 1980s. A John Romita Jr. or Paul Smith Morlock.
I don’t even know how I get dressed, sometimes.
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