Hooray For Long Legs

Being a tall person definitely has it's challenges in life. Buying clothes, riding on buses, smacking my head on various doorways and drain pipes in my own house. In fact, sometime I think that I should just quit pretending to look normal and wear a helmut every day. Forget the fashionable clothes and just get a big old pair of overalls. Forget crowding into coach class and just fork out the cash to sit my big helmut wearing overall sporting butt in first class.

But once in a while it does come in handy. Next week, for instance, Liz and I are taking a trip with about 8 other people down to Mississippi to rebuild houses. Kind of like a Habitat for Humanity kind of thing. Rather than have to cram in the minibus, the group decided that I get to ride in the compfy car that's also making the trip because of how tall I am. Sure, they had some self-interest. Me in car = no room for anyone else. Or maybe they just don't want to be seen riding in a mini-bus with a guy in a helmut and overalls. People might think we're special.