Confessions XI

I have a pair of suspenders hanging on a towel rack in my bathroom -- I bought them just in case I ever found pants they would go with.

Now that I no longer have short hair, I will likely never wear those suspenders. Nor the clip-on ones in my bedroom.

I clicked on the Dr Pepper ad in my email account two days ago in an effort to see more of those and less of the seizure-inducing "THIS IS NO JOKE -- YOU ARE 100,000 CUSTOMER!" ad; then I looked through all the decade-themed Dr Pepper ads before closing out.