The T-shirt rule
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It's a hot summer day here in Dallas and I've got the day off. I awake to throw on my summer 'uniform'...shorts, t-shirt and sandals (when I'm not barefoot).
Finding the shorts to wear is pretty simple. I only have about 5 or so pairs of shorts and they're all neutral colors so I can just pick one and be done with it.
But finding the right t-shirt...now that's a different story. Am I in a "make a statement" mode (Million Mom March, Green Party, RAWA, First Amendment)? Or do I want to show my connection with youth and wear one of the multitude of concert t-shirts accumulated over my lifetime (Metallica, Beck, Woodstock)?
Maybe I'll just look benevolent and wear one of the t-shirts that the blood centers give donors when they give up a pint!
If I think I'll run into law enforcement during my daily routine, putting on the Torch Run or Carrollton PAL shirts may come in handy.
Then again, I could advertise for big BAD corporations and wear Macromedia, GM (a gift from my Michigan cousin), Thinq, or all those Turkey Trot shirts that are sponsored by ABC or IBM or The Dallas Morning News.
I admire my sons Luke and Matthew and their girlfriends for picking out really cool t-shirts from thrift stores and making not only a fashion statement, but sometimes a political one at that (or a religious one, really???).
And speaking of picking up shirts at thrift stores, one of the things that I have a hard time doing is getting rid of t-shirts. Does it matter that my daughter MaryAnn graduated from Rice almost 10 years ago that I should still proudly wear my Rice t-shirts? Or what about all those t-shirts I got from runs that I did when I took up jogging after my first divorce? That's almost 20 years ago, so they're a little dated, aren't they?
Giving up t-shirts is just about as hard for me as giving up the memory of the event connected with it. I just don't want to do it.
So, I'll continue to keep and wear my t-shirts proudly and when I die in the 2040s sometime, whoever takes care of such things can do whatever they want with them.
Finding the shorts to wear is pretty simple. I only have about 5 or so pairs of shorts and they're all neutral colors so I can just pick one and be done with it.
But finding the right t-shirt...now that's a different story. Am I in a "make a statement" mode (Million Mom March, Green Party, RAWA, First Amendment)? Or do I want to show my connection with youth and wear one of the multitude of concert t-shirts accumulated over my lifetime (Metallica, Beck, Woodstock)?
Maybe I'll just look benevolent and wear one of the t-shirts that the blood centers give donors when they give up a pint!
If I think I'll run into law enforcement during my daily routine, putting on the Torch Run or Carrollton PAL shirts may come in handy.
Then again, I could advertise for big BAD corporations and wear Macromedia, GM (a gift from my Michigan cousin), Thinq, or all those Turkey Trot shirts that are sponsored by ABC or IBM or The Dallas Morning News.
I admire my sons Luke and Matthew and their girlfriends for picking out really cool t-shirts from thrift stores and making not only a fashion statement, but sometimes a political one at that (or a religious one, really???).
And speaking of picking up shirts at thrift stores, one of the things that I have a hard time doing is getting rid of t-shirts. Does it matter that my daughter MaryAnn graduated from Rice almost 10 years ago that I should still proudly wear my Rice t-shirts? Or what about all those t-shirts I got from runs that I did when I took up jogging after my first divorce? That's almost 20 years ago, so they're a little dated, aren't they?
Giving up t-shirts is just about as hard for me as giving up the memory of the event connected with it. I just don't want to do it.
So, I'll continue to keep and wear my t-shirts proudly and when I die in the 2040s sometime, whoever takes care of such things can do whatever they want with them.
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