NaVloPoMo day 24. My girlfriend and I hit an outlet mall on Black Friday to make me look less slovenly and fashion-retarded. Thanks to increasingly obese Americans and the apparel-makers apparently coddling their egos by downsizing their garments, I am now a Small, after a lifetime as a Medium. Maybe it’s time to call an XXL an XXL so we know when it’s time to quit super-sizin’ lunch and dinner.