I was just thinking about this based on another post…

What books did you read as an adolescent that were life changing for you?

For me, there were three: “The Temple of Gold” by William Goldman, which made me really think about the nature of friendship; “johnny got his gun” by Dalton Trumbo, which began some of my political education; and “Soul On Ice” by Eldridge Cleaver, which continued it.

Anyone?

1. No suit today. I have discovered, pleasantly enough, that my best suit doesn’t look right on me since I lost weight.

2. Also, no cufflinks — all my French cuff shirts are at the dry cleaners.

I am in a conservative starched blue shirt, a really sharp tie, and black tropical weight wool pants.

As of now, six people have asked me why I’m not dressed in denim. Six people got an earful.

Just another day in the corporate mine.