If you felt a goose walk across your grave this morning…

…maybe you were more attached to that old shirt than you thought you were when you threw it away.

I’ve got half a dozen longsleeved t-shirts, picked up in one thrift store or another at one time or another. They’re quite comfy in winter. But every one advertises some event that happened over a decade ago and couldn’t possibly have really been worth commemorating all that time. Plus, few showed very much wear when I acquired them. I imagine each one spending ten years or more in the bottom drawer of some minor dresser until finally sent off to thrift store heaven. And some must have moved with their owners at least once, since they tend to advertise fun runs and such in places nowhere near here.

But each one ended up warming the back of a smelly old git out in the desert, far away – in every way – from the suburban weekend they were printed to plug.

I dunno – it gives me something to think about during laundry time. 🙂