I know, I know. Some of you are cranky because you dropped by today, expecting to find a new “Why For” up on JimHillMedia.com. Still others of you are cranky because — after all that eating you did yesterday — you’re having trouble just fitting into your pants today.
Either way, we could all use a laugh right about now. Which is why it’s nice to welcome Roger Colton back to the site as he offers up his take on whether or not men have their own version of “that time of the month.”
(FYI: Just for the record, let me state here that I do NOT have trouble completing series for JimHillMedia.com just because I periodically pull on a pair of Cranky Pants. I actually have trouble finishing long form stories for the site because I … er … um … let me me get back to you on that, okay?)
I hope you all enjoy Roger’s column today. And have a great weekend, okay? We’ll see you on Monday. jrh
Getting the politically correct out of the way right off the bat today.
Women can be said to have PMS; for men, well… let’s just say there was no real term for the condition. Until now…
Cranky pants.
Call is hormonal, call it bad vibes, call it what you will, but this term probably will express if best. If someone asks, just tell them you are wearing your “cranky” pants today.
San Francisco Chronicle television columnist Tim Goodman uses the term all the time.
And if you had to watch some of the “crap” he does as part of his profession, well you probably would be cranky, too.
Tim is not the only one who I know of that can claim ownership to a pair of these pants. A friend, whom I won’t name, has been a victim somewhat of the dot com boom and bust. He had the misfortune of being employed by Disney Interactive, and getting laid off when it closed up shop. One of the more imaginative people I have ever met, and maybe that’s why he’s unemployed, still. When you are one of the folks who doesn’t fit into traditional roles, finding a new occupation isn’t all that easy. As a talented writer, he’s got chops. Been published in both book and magazines, done scriptwriting for a major animated film (even if he was screwed out of a screen credit for it), and has written a disturbing and twisted book (that I loved!) that no one seems to know how to deal with in the publishing world.
Add in a boatload of personal issues from mid-life to medical, and it’s no wonder he wears the “cranky” pants more than a few days a week!
Now, how about our beloved leader? I’ve always wondered why it is that he never seems to be able to write that final column to end a series. Maybe it’s because by the time he gets close enough to do just that, he’s had his fill of the subject and decides it’s his time to put on those pants? Works for me as well as any explanation!
And if you’re looking for a big-time example, why not look at G.W.? All the way at the top, right? If there was ever a pair of “cranky” pants, I have to believe there are a bunch in the closet at 1600 Pennsylvania Ave. Saddam and Osama must have theirs, too.
The list just doesn’t stop, does it?
I can see it now. A Paul Pressler exclusive, direct from the Gap! All the rage, gotta have ’em! “Cranky Pants”! In seven exciting colors: Raging Ego Red, Out on a Day Pass Orange, Bite Me Yellow, Kissing the Boss in a Very Personal Place Brown, Envious with Jealousy Green, Misplaced Passion Purple, and Dark as the Pit of Your Soul Black! Only $19.99 each! Supplies limited only by your ego…
So, does Al own a closet full already? Would explain a whole lot, now wouldn’t it?
“Cranky Pants” — It’s a whole new world…
Roger’s wife would no doubt say that he owns a pair, and wears them at least twice a month …