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I love how when the only man coming to writing group is delayed, the ladies all set to talking about bra shopping. It makes me glad to hear (and sad, too, of course) that it is a universally trying process. No matter your cup size or circumference about the chest, there's always something that makes it impossible to buy bras at one point or the other. I'm not saying that we should be glad of this, but it's nice to know that women are as unique as I like to think we all are.

It also occurred to me in our discussion of prices that it's not fair there's not similiarly expensive must-have for men. I suppose a sports cup comes close, but not really. Makes me think of this presentation we saw in health class in high school about gender equality. Made me think of subconscious ways in which the gender war has gone in the era of political correctness. Yes, we should be damned worried about the overturning of Roe v. Wade, but there are still other, less obvious deficiencies that need looking after. One of them is the bra, oddly enough, more specifically the Wonder-bra. The presentation in health class I saw proposed we institute the "wonder-jock," a device to make a man's package more prominent in the way the wonder-bra enhanced smaller bust lines and put larger ones just that much more out there.

I think there was a proto-feminist rant in there somewhere, but I haven't the energy to keep it going.

Can I be Jayne's hat?

You Are a Silly Hat

Cute, funny, and a little dorky.

What Part of Fall Are You?

An entry on bras get a billion comments!

Yay!

In other news, I finally figured out where I'd heard Keane before. I went to see U2 with my friend Liz M, and a band called Keane opened for them. They were pretty good, but I was certain I'd heard some of their music before--like how you can just tell what the hits were (however minor/major, I don't know) when they play. Turns out feiran's in love with them of late. I actually do recommend them. The singer not only is a chubby hobbit (only taller, but you get the idea of what he looks like), but he has a cute English accent.

Also, they have no guitarist. Keane is a singer, a keyboardist (a damn talented one), and a drummer. We kept looking for the guitar at the concert, Liz's friend Janet and I, but never did see one. Like I said, a finely talented keyboardist, that's it. Check them out, they're worth a listen.