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Dane and I share a preference for casual clothing, although he takes it a step further than I do and rarely wears shoes. Like, he will walk around barefoot in the snow. So when I see him walking around with a tie I get that look of bewilderment on my face like my kids do when they see me in something other than yoga pants.

What planetary phenomenon is causing this aberration?

Turns out he’s being trained at school today in how to answer specific legal questions concerning his major and the career he’s preparing for. When he gets home I’m going to ask, “Is it legal to drive a car without any shoes on?”