I Feel Like Ryan Gosling in Crazy, Stupid, Love

I picked up my two new suits today. I love them. Well tailored clothing makes me feel like a better man. But they weren't kidding about slim fit. Sorry, I'm not going to publish the photo of my butt.

OK, the hair needs some work. One fashion hurdle at a time. Of course, that's the thing with style, it's an addiction that feeds on itself. That's why, just when you thought it was like any other herring-bone gray suit, I pop open the lapel to reveal:

Pow! The inside of my suit is a bright purple eyeball extravaganza. All this for $185 bucks. Pakistan is not all bad. I also got dark blue (some might say navy, but they'd be wrong, as it is not that dark). It has a similarly psychedelic lining.

Of course, the addiction refuses to be satisfied. After all, with such suits, one sort of needs something like this:

McAllister by Allen Edmonds

Teach Your Children Well

Being $3,000 and a two-day flight away from my family has been a priority crystallizing experience. The negatives are obvious. I have had to create the positives.

One positive has been to discover the power of hand-written communication. My children will not listen to lectures on honesty or morality. They will not sit still for me to tell them the stories of my life. But when they get a letter from Dad in Pakistan, they hang on every word like a treasure as Katie reads it to them.

I have this arrow in my quiver for six more months and I will use it.

We need to take the long view. I don't like the tactics they use, but I have sympathy for the grievances of the Occupy Wall Street protestors. I do not suspect they are making much difference toward the kind of progress they want, however. We need to take the long view.

Teach our children the values that make society whole. When Penn State students rally to defend a sex abuse enabler, it is apparent we are failing to teach our children values. Math and science are good. We need morality.

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