We went to the place of physical therapy yesterday, as we do on Tuesdays and Thursdays, and split up, as we do in our separate assaults on the locker rooms where I found myself engaged in conversation, because that's what I do, I talk, to everyone, and there I was finding myself being educated by a much older man, a scholar, on Proverbs 31. Chapter and verse. I found it fascinating as he dressed and ran through all the meanings out just that one chapter. All of my life I've read about scholars of the Talmud and Bible. I ran into one in a locker room as I was changing my clothes. I think we spent 15 minutes on it before he left and I went to the pool.
Yes yes, to be lite I will say that I didn't even try to write "I changed into a bathing suit". That would be ridiculous. I am not a bathing suit.
When you think about it, how did a pair of shorts ever gain the title of 'suit'?