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Tweed Suit Monday. . .





Doubtless, I resembled an extra lurking in the background of a Jeeves and Wooster episode, but it was cold and intermittently snowy here in Mid-Michigan today.  Perfect weather for this heavy tweed suit by Chipp along with various other equally warm items.

I've had the suit in the cold weather rotation for about seven or eight years, and it's definitely a winter item given its weight.  No transitional shoulder season about it.  Were the temperature above 40 degrees Fahrenheit, I'd swelter.  But cold and snowy with a stiff breeze and slightly cool inside?  This is your suit. 

My shoes were protected from the icy slop by bright orange SWIMS overshoes, which garnered a compliment from a retired M.D. who crossed my path in a branch of The Caffeinated Mermaid where I sometimes kill an hour very early in the morning.  You know.  Before most of the world is up and moving.  

I do this since none of the campus cafes are open before 8am, and it's a pleasant way to wade through and triage university email before finishing the remainder of the quick drive, finding a parking spot, and starting the day in earnest.

In any case, the doctor and I had a brief but interesting exchange about global cinema when he asked what I teach.  During the conversation that followed, he also inquired if I included any Indian films in the courses I teach.  "But of course," I replied, which seemed to make his early morning before he paid the barista and took his leave.  

It's a good feeling when you can bring a smile to a stranger's face simply by virtue of a few kind words.  Imagine that. 

-- Heinz-Ulrich
 

 

 

 

 

 

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