One of the guys

We (me, Chris and Clementine) spent the weekend at Casey’s new house in Seattle with Casey, Jon and Atman. He just moved to a cool old house in Capitol Hill, which is where I’ve decided we would live if we ever moved to Seattle. It was a good time, but I noticed a slight change in the dynamics between me and Chris’s friends (well, I consider them my friends too but they were Chris’s first). I’ve always enjoyed the extent to which I could hang out comfortably (and sometimes even have conversations of some depth) with these guys, despite the near-constant flow of extremely technical talk that seems to form the basis of the bonds between them (and in which I can’t participate, of course). I still feel totally comfortable with them, and in fact I really love these guys, but I missed out on a good portion of the bullshit sessions due to the demands of mommy-hood (and my book club), and because of that, felt a bit removed. However, seeing Clementine play with her bachelor uncles more than made up for any loss. They adore her, and she adores them. She brings out the silly, sentimental side of these cynical, spock-men.

Casey will be upset with me if I don’t mention that the weekend spawned the term pantsing, which he is determined to spread as a meme. That’ll teach me to share my dreams with friends.

One response to “One of the guys

  1. wait, no, “pantsing” has long been appropriated by middle-school kids for the act of grabbing and pulling down someone else’s pants (nonconsensually) in public to humiliate him. i think that’s got the prior art on this one.

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