Why haven't I written anything?

It isn't like I no longer have anything to say. I talk to people every day and I think about things every day. And although I'm sure I go over old ground from time to time, it isn't like I've ceased to have original thoughts. I'm not sure what's missing. I haven't written anything for months and that's simply not like me.

Since I know it's good for me to keep writing, let 's start with what's on my mind. It's hot out. How about that? Profound, I know. Also, I'm going out to a movie and dinner and Ronnie is wearing a pair of nice sandals. What is the equivalent for me? Men's sandals inevitably look dorky. But so do running shoes at times, so maybe I should look into this.

But I won't really look into it, because then I'll end up buying some nice expensive sandals or something, when really I'd rather just wear sneakers or flip flops.

This is a conundrum for me in general, in part because of the difference in clothing choices between women and men and in part because of my semi-advanced age. Young men can get and regularly do away with wearing all kinds of stupid crap but if they're decent-looking and in reasonably good shape, they look fine. To take a simple example, it seems to me that guys regularly wear baseball caps backwards. There is no way that doesn't look dumb, especially if it's one of those adjustable caps with the plastic strip. Whenever I see that my estimation of the wearer's IQ drops by about 15%.

But older guys, even non-hideous, reasonably fit guys like me, can't get away with it. I mean, I guess we can with friends and family, but those are people who are going to love you no matter what, but with the public at large, forget it. I aspire to be a reasonably decent-looking old man, which sounds like a low bar to clear in the abstract, but is not so in practice. Old men can look distinguished dressed in a nice suit, but summer clothes are not that kind.

I'm probably too concerned about this. I look like myself, and that's okay.