Zed’s bedroom is just next to my office. I stepped out to go finish up the Tony Roma’s ribs we were eating and, out of the corner of my eye, I see him in there half naked. He’s trying to pull his pants up, jumping around on one leg, crazy-like, as he hops out of my view. He disappears, and then suddenly jumps back into view, looks at me and says, “what?”. I’m like, nothin’ man. Just walking by (in spite of the fact it was like watching a train wreck). He says, “I’m just pulling my pants up.” Okay, I’ll see ya later.
I’m sure there’s nothing more to that than meets the eye.