babbling blue

You know you were a bit out of it in the morning when you use the restroom at work and discover first that your underwear are on inside-out and second that you missed a belt loop on your pants.

Maybe I need to start getting more sleep.

I’m not the only one that talks about underwear on his blog. Some famous people do as well. Like Scott Adams, recently-married creator of Dilbert.

Now sometimes a pair of briefs–for reasons I cannot understand–have the most annoying characteristic you could ever imagine: In the course of normal walking and sitting, the wearer’s weinershnitzel ends up poking halfway through the flap hole like a turtle coming out of its shell. And before long, the most sensitive part of your body is wedged between your briefs and the harsh denim material of your pants.

I actually have some briefs like this. In fact, I’m wearing a pair of them today! Currently all bits & pieces are properly tucked away, but that could change at any time.

It’s nice to see someone as accomplished as Mr. Adams has the same problem as we regular people. I won’t quote his entire write-up here, but it’s worth a read (as are most of his blog posts). So go read it.

For historical purposes, my earlier underwear-themed blog posts:
First Second

I decided to see if maybe boxers might grow on me, and thus continued my experiment for another day.

I haven’t become a fan, but here is what I’ve observed:

• They actually became a little less uncomfortable as I grew accustomed to them. I wouldn’t say they were comfortable; merely less uncomfortable. And they still would only work with a limited variety of pants and shorts.
• The affect I mentioned in item 5 diminished a bit. I believe I became desensitized to the rubbing after awhile. Not so sure that’s a good thing.
• The desensitization did not eliminate item 2, as I discovered. There are always other. . . external stimuli to cause erections.

I am now comfortably wearing a pair of boxer briefs. And things are good.

I might periodically wear boxers again, if the situation permits. But I probably won’t tell you.

In the whole boxers vs briefs vs boxer briefs debate, I come down either in the briefs or boxer briefs camp. I was discussing this topic with someone this recently, actually.

This post will probably fall into the “TMI” category for some. But tough, it’s my blog and I’ll write what I want.

When I was getting dressed today I grabbed a pair of boxers out of the drawer. Normally I would have put them back in and fished out something else, or resorted to the laundry basket in the corner (I hate putting clothes away). But this time I thought “What the heck, why not give them another try?” So I did. And these are my reasons for not liking boxers:

1. My boys down there like the support, not to be flapping in the breeze. It’s hard to keep everything in a comfortable place with boxers. Too much adjustment.
2. When I get a woody, all hell breaks lose. It can go anywhere, and stick out and say “Hi there!” There’s no controlling it, and it can be rather noticeable.
3. Boxers like to bunch and crawl where they don’t belong. Not fun.
4. I wear tight pants sometimes (ok kind of often) and boxers and tight pants just don’t work. They don’t feel right, they don’t look right. No no no. Briefs usually work the best for tight jeans.
5. Finally, all that rubbing around in boxers makes me too damn horny. Which among other things can contribute to problem number 2.

And that, as they say, is that. Why most of the time I will continue to wear briefs or boxer briefs. Now you know. And knowing is half the battle.