dorkus malorkus

little kids never care what they look like when they go out in the snow to play. no worries if their snow pants don't match the coat they're wearing. their mittens can be an ugly brown, hats can have huge, balance altering, pom poms on top. and you'll never find a wee child refusing to put a scarf across his face. after all, that scarf is a damned good snot catcher!

imagine my surprise this morning when, walking back after latin class, i saw about fourteen people [university students no less] with scarves wrapped around their faces, foreheads, and in one instance over one eye.

i guess when it's thirty three below the dork factor suddenly becomes nil.