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It's been a while, but I'll pose the question again: How much of a dork am I?

I just realized I've been mixing up "Gilmore Girls" with "The Golden Girls."

Apart from that, last week I threw away an old flannel shirt after my mom asked me not to wear it to a restaurant again. While I usually think of her as more environmentalist than me, she won't stand for as much reuse as I do. (She's also tried all my life to get me to use electric lights more often.) It's a shame I couldn't even give it away, if only because very few poor people in D.C. are as thin as I am.

But I felt better about my attire when I looked out the window: A man walked into a restaurant across the street wearing a formal black coat... and banana-yellow pants.