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2003-03-17 - 1:58 p.m. Fasten, then zip Garibaldi: Okay. It's morning. You're getting ready to go to work. You pull on your pants. Do you fasten and then zip or zip and then fasten? Sinclair: What kind of question is that? -- Garibaldi and Sinclair, Babylon 5: Babylon Squared Minutiae of life. Truly fascinating, isn't it? Why do you want to know? Why do I want to know? Because I think of these things sometimes. I was getting dressed this morning, for a second, I couldn't remember which I did first. I started thinking about it: does everybody do it the same way? Is it a left-handed, right-handed thing? You think about this stuff a lot? Yeah. Look, okay, I'm sorry I asked. You're always so serious all the time. Not every conversation has to be the end of the world as we know it. I love the Garibaldi character, cause I think about that random little shit. Like, why do men�s shirts traditionally button on one side and men�s on the opposite? What�s the difference? I always think about this every time I sew. Which sock do you put on first? I�m right footed. Sometimes, when I idly try the left foot first, it just feels wrong. Or trying to brush your hair � I always start with one particular side. Things get quite tangled when I try to vary routine. Fasten, then zip. You? Fasten-zip. Let me tell you, the buttoning shirt thing never bothers me, unless I stop and think about it � then suddenly I can�t remember which side they�re supposed to be on. Roland, to my infinite amusement, always shampoos his hair in a particular fashion. That might qualify as TMI. [And, hey, Roland came home for Gulf Wars with a 3-day beard. I left him with you people and you sent him home *scruffy*! He blames Cuan, who complained Roland shaving made the rest of them look bad. Slackers.] How much longer? One hour, fifty-seven minutes. . . You wanna talk socks? No! It's just a question. I'm not having this conversation. Concentrating on distracting and irrelevant minutae is strangely comforting in the face of impending war. Pardon me, but I have to go skip the CD past the sad Irish soldier songs now. � � � 
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