The task today was to accompany #1 son while he rented a tuxedo for the upcoming Junior Prom. Left to his own devices, I'm confident he still would have done better than I did for my first Prom, which can be summed up by the words "powder blue tux with white ruffled shirt." It was definitely a sight to see, I can tell you that. The thing is, back in 1977 that sort of thing was all the rage. And we all thought we looked really cool.