Nudity and Basketball

Last night before I got into the shower, I realized I didn't have a towel because they were all in the dryer. I burst out of the bathroom doors totally naked, to grab my robe, and at that same moment, Lauren was coming into our bedroom. We both shrieked. Hilarious. She and I see each other naked on occasion- no biggie- but never unexpectedly.

This made me wonder what sorts of family nudity policies are going on in everyone else's homes. Ours has varied based on Lauren's age at the time.

The entire family of a good friend of mine from high school, whose name I shall omit here for privacy purposes, stripped naked any time they were in their house. Some people take off their shoes when they come home; these people just took it all off. I don't know. Cooking in the nude just sounds scary to me. And what happens when someone comes to the door? I was over there a lot, and I never saw anyone naked. There must have been an elaborate notification system when guests were coming.

On a totally unrelated note, I saw a basketball camp advertised online, which reminded me of my basketball camp days in Houston in middle school. The summer before my first year playing on the school team, I went to a Houston Rockets camp and Moses Malone taught me how to do a layup. Awesome, eh?!

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