I don't get it. I don't get it and really, I just don't want to.
I know Iowans always take the warming temperatures to extremes. After a long, cold, white winter it is understandable why, when the sun shines just a little and climbs above 50 degrees, shorts and flip flops come out. I get that.
What I don't understand is why, when summer does come, men have to immediately take off their shirts. Now, if they are exercising or working in the yard, fine. More power to them. But why, when it's a mere 78 degrees, not humid and on the cusp of dusk, a man has to have his shirt slung over his shoulder when walking the Marshalltown streets.
I'm chalking this up to something a woman just can't understand. Not unless it's a far too many cocktails in Las Vegas or an alcohol induced incident in New Orleans at Mardi Gras, or something. Either way, it's not a sober thing.
I don't want to see men with a huge pot bellies strut their stuff on the blocks of Mtown. I don't want to see this any more than I want to see a woman's thong showing out the back of her jeans.
I don't get it.
It's summer out there -- the temperatures will only get hotter -- be careful.
