Robotperson

My current favourite pants are a pair of Bonds briefs, recently bought for me by Mike in Sydney, and which are, incidentally, currently warming my loins as I type. Why another man should be buying me underwear is a matter I will leave to your salacious imaginations, but suffice to say that the arrival of these marvellous pants was significant enough to precipitate a re-organisation of my underwear drawer.

Briefs (p9a76588_robotperson eschews boxers) are now segregated into two piles: At the front (most readily accessible), Nice pants. Deprecated to the rear, Normal. With a weekly laundry I have just enough Nice pants to allow for complete avoidance of Normals; a matter of comforting satisfaction to me.

The sock situation is even better. It has taken more than a decade and a half of independent living, but I have finally attained the underwear Shangri-la of sock isotropy. Every single pair of socks I possess are identical Marks & Spencers, black cotton, size 4-7’s. I don’t even have to pair them anymore, although I still do in a sort of evolutionary vestigial limb kind-of way.

The efficiencies I have gained by re-architecting my underwear infrastructure in this way will save me the time it took to establish the new system over the course of approximately 6 years.

It’s exactly this kind of long-term thinking that is lacking in our approach to the problem of global warming.

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