Shipwrecked & Comatose

I think the best picture Oscar going to The Shape of Water was the Academy's (still don't know what that is) apology to GenXers for not choosing ET for Best Picture when they were kids. Why do some people have such an aversion to wearing socks?  I understand there are some drawbacks to wearing cheap socks.  It's uncomfortable when they fall down inside your shoes.  I know people who are too lazy to replace old socks and walk around with giant holes in their socks  That isn't terribly comfortable either.  Assuming the socks are good quality and well-fitting, what is so wrong with them?  They can be cute with fun colors and patterns.  They can be warm and soft and comforting on a cold day.  They can help prevent frostbite on a cold winter day.  They help prevent shoe bites and super-stinky feet.  I guess some people just have sensory issues. People don't like socks the way I don't like baggy pants or corduroys. When did Avery become a girl's name?  Also,

Warning: This post is going to contain major TMI.  Do not read if you're easily grossed out, or think women are delicate flowers with no bodily functions.  I was enjoying a lunchtime browse in Barnes & Noble last week, when I felt that rumble down below.  My bowels were sending me a signal and I couldn't ignore it.  I needed to use the bathroom right away.  I reached the bathroom and had to wait in a line.  I was wasting my lunch hour trying to poop instead of indulging the pleasure of finding some new reads. Flashback to the early nineties.  I was a lonely twentysomething who had nothing better to do on Saturday nights than hang out in Borders, listening to the entertainment in the coffee shop and looking for books (also scoping out men who appeared single).  Borders had a curious practice of locking their bathrooms at that store.  One evening I felt that rumble in the plumbing and I went to the information desk for a key.  The staff informed me both keys were taken an