Rocketship Underpants started in 2008. The people who wear rocketship underpants (in a metaphorical or physical sense) are the type to hold down a 9-5 job, know their credit rating, and yet jump on the bed and then eat cereal for dinner. We’re designing physical rocketship underpants to sell from the site. We’ll let you know when the fantasy becomes a reality.
I live in Portland, Oregon with a boy, named John, who is (amazingly) not imaginary. I’ve had several people verify this for me. We also have a tailless, old cat (Scraggles) and too many plants. Despite my English degree and delusions of grandeur I am not that well read, though I do enjoy reading. Everything from laymen neurological oddities (thank you Oliver Sacks!) to Sherlock Holmes to the Russian literary types. I just like books and words. Even with all of this literacy I cannot win at Scrabble. I don’t know what’s wrong with me.
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December 27, 2008 at 1:09 am
Came across your blog while actually searching for rocketship underpants. You don’t happen to know where I could get some by any chance?
If not, oh well. No big deal. Reading some of your entries though was highly amusing, and insightful. I liked them a lot. My favorite being “The funny thing about being twelve…” as it reminded me a lot of my girlfriend. She’s 21…hardly acts her age. What’s not to love? :)