The point of view of the thing which was different from the general person and the way of thinking

O.K. let's start with last night. First the simply amusing part of the evening: My fellow MFAs and I all decided to check out Tobin's Pizza, which is one of those classic pizza places that most good towns seem to always have. There were pictures on the walls of customers and family, and very large sections of the walls were covered with moss green shag carpeting (I loved this completely). The pizza looked good and the pasta was great, and I was excited to find out that the Royal Crown Cola Company produces a white soda that they call "Upper 10." This is the most charmingly unambitious soda name I have ever heard in my life. They should have just called it "meh". I had three glasses of it, by the way, and I say that they should not feel so bad about themselves. They could very reasonably change the name to "Top 4". Or "Pretty Much Just Like Sprite" or "No Worse Than Any of the Other White Sodas." Long-ish, yes, but informative.

Now for the amusing-though-disturbing part of the evening... well, maybe I'm just a prude, I've been accused of this many times before, but I think that everyone should wear pants when they go to pizza parlors. Not just shirts that are long enough to cover the bits, but in fact pants. Particularly, and perhaps I'm a prudish ageist, but I say particularly if you are a 90-year-old man, there should be a pants requirement in all food service facilities. This man had on NO PANTS, people. Just a nice long flannel shirt and some sandals with socks. Did I need to say with socks? If I say "sandals" and "90-year-old man" you probably would have guessed about the socks, right?

There's more, but it's so disturbing you have to e-mail me and ask.