tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2283849717487961708.post464140536212135475..comments2008-05-20T14:34:24.219-07:00GOhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15887517793752604788noreply@blogger.comBlogger3125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2283849717487961708.post-21568670602388589052008-05-16T14:14:00.000-07:002008-05-16T14:14:00.000-07:00I had a friend who bristled at wearing the collar and tie required for his management job, so he always wore underneath the loudest and most graphic slogan teeshirts. Trying to read his underwear was one of the joys of the job. :)Carrie Berryhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11200797035059634760noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2283849717487961708.post-6357661257611402422008-05-06T07:22:00.000-07:002008-05-06T07:22:00.000-07:00dave, I agree with the lecturer's comment as to the penchant to read all sorts of ephemeral material that floats around in our environments. I also have a very positive feeling toward my 7-11 friend that she enjoys to read and that she has the imagination to know people through reading what they wear. As to corn flakes, I suppose we could ask, "Do we read what we eat?" That could lead into a post on cake decoration I suppose.GOhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15887517793752604788noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2283849717487961708.post-30922188756482942562008-05-06T06:47:00.000-07:002008-05-06T06:47:00.000-07:00I was asked once, by a university lecturer involved in the training of teachers, "If people read the corn flake packet at breakfast, other people's t-shirts and the adverts on the subway, what more do want? That's reading, isn't it?"Dave Kinghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08430484174826768488noreply@blogger.com