Friday Before a Long Weekend

Carolina loggers, regular fit Carhartt jeans, tan shirt, white T, black briefs, Dickies socks.

It was a good jeans day -- not jeans on other men but jeans on me. I really can't judge how I looked. But how they felt was wonderful. They grabbed me by the hips and helped me stand and walk with confidence. And, when my shirt, T, and briefs were fighting with each other, they stayed appropriately steady and strong, with an occasional soft caress when I needed it.

This is probably the strangest thing I've written so far and the most ungrammatical. Thank goodness the weather is better and it's a long weekend.