Thursday, December 14, 2006

Pajama-rama

First of all I have to tell you that today I realized that Amber Tamblyn, the chickee who was in The Ring and Sisterhood of the Traveling Pants, is the daughter of Russ Tamblyn, the dude who played Gideon Pontipee in Seven Brides for Seven Brothers. It's discoveries like this that can make my whole friggin' day, friends. This has nothing whatsoever to do with anything blogworthy, but I just had to share the joy. Gideon Pontipee begat Joan of Arcadia. Oh the deliciousness of it all.

On to other topics. Today, I am going to share an anecdote that highlights the importance of user-friendly taxonomy. Because I'm a librarian, and this is the kind of shit we talk. What things are called is important, people. Because based on what they are called, they are then grouped with other things. Because then, hopefully, people can find these things. And, because I like to, apparently, start sentences with "because."

This one time, I went to pick up my friend Delium at the airport. Delium is a fashionable type dude. His duds are stylin'. He's not a sweatpants and flipflops guy. So imagine my surprise when he appeared at the gate in the middle of the day wearing pajama bottoms. Regular, every day plaid flannel pajama bottoms. Now I know that's not that unusual in the grand scheme of things, but in this case, it was shocking. It was like seeing Carrie Bradshaw in socks and sandals, or a child star who isn't Dakota Fanning. Stylish Delium? With pajamas on the plane? Either this was the much sleepier sequel to Snakes on a Plane, or something had gone wrong in Delium's world.

So I asked him about it. "So, you're wearing pajamas in public now?" I drop this in very casually.

He looked absolutely shocked that I had suggested such a thing. "What?"

"You. You're wearing pajamas."

If his jaw was dropped any further it would have been touching the damn pajamas. He was actually sputtering. "I am not! What do you mean?"

"Um. Those? They're pajamas." What was wrong with him?

"No they are NOT. They're just pants. To hang around in. Like running pants."

Holy smokes people. What the heck was going on here? They were flannel plaid pajamas. Period. No question. "They're pajamas, dude. You are walking down the street in pajamas."

"No, I'm not. In fact, I think they are specifically called Leisure Pants."

This is an actual conversation I am having. Leisure pants? Leisure pants. LEISURE PANTS.

"...Leisure pants??? What the hell is that?"

"I'm TELLING you. I bought them at Nordstrom. In the Leisure Pants section."

Do you see what's happened here? Nordstrom has to fancy it up and call pajamas "Leisure Pants" and confuse the bejeezus out of unsuspecting metrosexuals like Delium. Now, I'm not blaming Nordstroms for 100% of this problem, you understand. Delium has to take on the burden of responsibility here too. He's not going to eat shit if I call it a canape, so I concede that he should have realized this. But the point is, the way the pants were classified and grouped with the other pants contributed to the confusion. People, for the most part, believe what they are told.

Poor Delium. I don't know if the thought that he had been traipsing about in his pajamas was too much for him to admit, but he persisted in arguing this point with me for weeks. "They're LEISURE PANTS" he would say to me, in desperation. "Pajamas," I would say back. Such debate skills, we have. For all his persistence in the arguing, he didn't wear them outside again. And finally, FINALLY, he admitted to the obvious fact.

A rose by any other name may smell as sweet, but honestly. What the hell are leisure pants?

Kiss the rings, I'm out.
Librarian Girl

8 comments:

Desperate Housewife said...

They're JAMMIES!

Lisa said...

Is this why many people in my town wear bedroom slippers in public? Because they were sold as "slip on shoes"?

Mr. Toast said...

I own several pairs of these things, in various shades of plaid flannel, and I never really thought of them before as "pajamas". To me they were simply "lounge pants", a slightly lighter and more comfortable version of "sweat pants". They're mainly intended to be worn while chillin' around the pad; I don't generally wear them in public, although I wouldn't be particularly embarrassed to.

Until I read this post.

So now that you mention it, I can see that they do have certain pajama-like qualities to them, although I honestly always thought PJ's were made of a thinner material.

But I am now beginning to call my entire life into question. If I could be so tragically wrong about my lounge pants, what else might I be blissfully and utterly unaware of? Next, I suppose you'll be telling me that my Dodge mini-van isn't a pimpin' cool ride.

Oh, the humanity.

WDL said...

we wear matching PJ's in our house.

that is one of the many fun parts of being gay.

admittedly, I wear only blue pinstriped pajama suits.

I do wear a scarf like ascot under my white hotel robe (not stolen - gifted to me). Its all part of my "It's 1943, isn't it?" approach to life.

xo,
WDL

Katie Kiekhaefer said...

Leisure pants, leisure suits... which is worse? And who knew Gideon was Joan's dad?! (Well, you did... obviously). And who knew that Dorcus (most unfortunate movie name ever) was Julie Newmar!? You learn something new everyday.

Librarian Girl said...

Yeah- totally! Dorcus is Catwoman! It's too too awesome.

Jen Robinson said...

Oooh and Russ was also the creepy Hawaii obsessed DR in _Twin Peaks_...

Anonymous said...

And he was not just Gideon, but also Riff in West Side Story.
Awesome!!