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Pajama Party

I could spend every day in my pajamas.

But I don’t.

As a stay-at-home dad, I don’t have to dress up to go to work because I’m already at work and, for most of the years I was the SAHD (not really sad with a Southern accent like it looks), wearing a tie would only give the little dudes something else to grab.

As a freelance writer and editor, I don’t have to change out of my pajamas because most of my work takes place at the computer screen.

Heck, I’ve even seen people wearing pajamas when they’re out shopping or getting the groceries. So wearing pajamas out and about is now a pretty mainstream thing.

I, however, do change out of my pajamas. I do get dressed every morning in clothing different from what I wore the day before. And, no, I’m not expecting a medal for it. I merely wanted to set the scene before I got into this.

I recently read an article on the Huffington Post by Aaron Gouveia. He’s a dad who now is able to work from home instead of going in to an office.  And he decided it would be okay to wear his pajamas while walking his kid to the bus stop. The occasion of his column, though, was sparked by having to defend this practice from his wife, who objected thoroughly.

The only ones out at the bus stop are our neighbors on the other side of our duplex. We live on a quiet street with hardly any traffic, so it’s not like I’m setting up shop in Times Square. But even if we did live in a highly trafficked area, I mean — THEY’RE PAJAMAS!!

I told her I work hard, and up until now I’ve had to get up early and get dressed in button-down shirts and slacks with dress shoes to head into the office. The beauty of working from home, I told her, is the ability to just laze around like a bum while I do my work. It doesn’t make sense to me to get dressed just to go out to the bus stop, to impress our neighbors (who don’t care what I look like) and 15 elementary school kids who are too busy talking to notice my Patriots PJs.

Sorry, dude, but you’re wrong. Very, very wrong.

The issue here, to me, is that Aaron is confusing what’s good for him with what’s good for everyone else. He might be able to laze around in his pajamas during the day and that’s great. However, no one else wants to see him in his pajamas.

He might assume that the kids on the bus are too busy talking to notice him standing around in his pajamas, but, allow me to assure you, they notice. And they’re saying they notice to Aaron’s young child.

I’m going to have to agree with Aaron’s wife here. People should take a minimal amount of pride in how they look when they go outside and face the world. Yes, I realize that to many folks who have known me for a while this comes as a shock. What can I say? I’ve managed to mature a bit over the years, despite my best efforts otherwise.

Going outside means you’re interacting with other people. I’m not advocating that women must be fully made up and in pressed clothing or men should always have a clean shave and be wearing a tie. Clearly. However, I do suggest the least you can do when you go outside is wear a shirt and some pants.

You might be perfectly comfortable walking around in pajamas, but I assure you that not everyone you meet is nearly as comfortable. This is what it means to live in a society.

We don’t always get to do what we want. We have to sometimes moderate our behavior or appearance, to think of others’ comfort.

Otherwise, I’d probably be lumbering around in a gorilla suit most days. And no one wants that.

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Dude, Wherefore Art Thou?

You dudes are frakkin’ everywhere.

No, seriously.

It’s like this. Every once in a while, WordPress (the fine folks who host this humble blog) will send along a packet of information about who reads the blog and how many and stuff like that. You know, stuff that interests only me and, maybe, Barry.

However, this time, I found something I thought you might enjoy. It’s the list of places from where people — people like you — read the Dude’s Guide. And, dudes, I’ve got to say: I was completely flabbergasted when I read this list. Go ahead and take a gander at the screencap I pulled off the report.

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All total, there are 51 countries from which this blog has been accessed. Now, I’m not saying that anyone actually reads this blog when it gets accessed. For all I know, this might be some sort of automatic program crawling through blogs looking for some place to put spam.

Of course, it could be that there are people in each of those countries reading the blog. It could be.

Personally, that’s what I choose to believe. Not because I have an enormous ego and find it nice to have it stroked in this way. Although it is nice. No, I want to believe that because it’s just so cool that someone as far away as the USSR or Australia or some other tiny little nation, can just hop on their computer and call up a blog that I’m writing upstairs in my house.

I still remember the thrill I got when first I received a modem. I was living in Jacksonville at the time and modems still were rather new in the personal computing space. Yeah, I had to go through the squealing and squeaking and all that noise, but it was worth it, just to see those white letters crawling across the black screen.

I was talking to someone in California on my computer screen. It was awesome then and it’s awesome now. We tend to take this sort of thing for granted, the instant communication with people on the far side of the globe. I know I do as well. But sometimes I get reminded what a really tremendous accomplishment this is.

We are forming a global community in ways those hippies in the 1960’s never considered or would have thought possible. There’s commerce, communication, stuff! And it’s as easy as simply sitting down at a computer and turning it on.

That is pretty awesome! Take a minute to think about it. Maybe talk to your young dudes as well. Sometimes we need to step back and realize there really is a forest around us. Wonderful, amazing things are taking place all around us all the time if only we take the time to notice.

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You’d Better Watch Out

Run for the hills, dudes!

Run for the hills!

In less than a month, it’s going to be Valentine’s Day! And then. . .

And then. . .

You know what? It’s just not working for me today.

Here I was, all set and ready to rant about how Valentine’s Day has completely changed from the sweet and innocent day to declare your infatuation with someone else and into an over-commercialized sex-sells camp fest and then. . .  I looked out the window.


It’s sunny and warm out. I mean, it’s in the mid 70’s here in Key West. There’s a lovely island breeze blowing across the porch, bringing with it the smell of crabs boiling in Old Bay seasoning. Somewhere, probably just out of earshot, someone’s playing a steel drum.

There’s fun to be had, but I’m not going to find it chained to a computer screen. No matter how much fun it is to work myself up into high dudgeon and rant and rave.

Relaxation is the business of the day. And, dudes? Business is a’boomin’.

Check you on the flip side.

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