That's A Fine Looking Pocket Protector

...And no, he doesn't always wear his pants that high. He's sticking his gut out as well.

Finding a pocket protector these days is quite difficult-even the old ladies working at the Ben Franklin had no idea where to find them (but they sell rain bonnets, cobbler aprons, and other assorted OAP gear, so it wasn't outrageous to ask). Finally, Mr. ETB stumbled into an Ace Hardware, and was given one from a stack that had been sitting in a drawer for 20 years because no one wanted them.

Nothing screams, "I write boring software", like a pocket protector, and too-short pants. Still, if he's happy, then I am.