Working away here in my office on the conclusion of a paper, I got a call from three folks back in Madison. Apparently, there is going to be a Zombie March in Madison this Saturday, perhaps to protest the departure of some highly delectable brains from the city over the past year. The three Madisonians were calling to report that when one of them complained about how she wanted to go to the Zombie March but didn't know what to wear, another offered the suggestion that she could just dress in the "Jeremy costume" she had worn to karaoke once. Why dressing as me would be an appropriate approximation to zombie attire was left unexplained.
(As for what exactly what a "Jeremy costume" consists of, the woman in question wore a button-down shirt that was only partly tucked in and had one button unbuttoned. The frequency with which I actually commit either of these fashion don'ts, however, is a matter of considerable debate among the apparel scholars in Jeremy Studies nationwide. Another person's "Jeremy costume" included also a T-shirt that said "I love bacon" on one side and "Stata is my friend" on the other.)