they say that one of the greatest questions ever asked is this: if there is an unlimited amount of space in the universe, why is there never enough room in my closet?
yet for all the clothing stuffed in, i can never manage to find something to wear. apparently twelve year old boy don't have this problem
fcg:brother 2, do you ever wake up in the morning and have nothing to wear?
brother 2 looks up from his video game at me incredulously: you're crazy, no. i just take any t-shirt and shorts
fcg:yea but do you ever try on all your clothing and none of them seem right?
this doesn't even get an answer, as brother 2 goes back to his game, leaving me to ponder. indeed, it seems that most members of the male species are lucky to never have this problem. my dad's wardrobe varies slightly in that it also contains slacks and button downs, but he doesnt' seem to have a problem either. why is it that females stare blankly at a stack or row of clothing, and mumble that age old complaint "i have nothing to wear"?