Too often in life, we look at things and think, "I could never pull that off". My good friend and noted auteur Biff Rafferty said this over plates of Apfelmuss in the Markplatz of Ludwigsburg. I pondered on this while brushing the suede leather Lederhosen I was wearing to fit into the German culture...was it appropriation, or was I just fitting in? Meanwhile, back in the city, my son was seen sporting this vest/tie combo at a formal event. Who defines Formal? Was this for some teenaged right of passage? I packed my Meerschaum with fine Turkish tobacco and pondered this thought "My whole life is appropriation".