Saturday, January 24, 2004


It was with a heavy heart that today I made the Executive Decision that my "Go, Dog. Go!" T-Shirt had to be put down. A giant hole had opened up over the shoulder, and the prognosis for future fabric coherence was bleak. My hope is that right now it is looking down at me from that Great Thrift Store In The Sky and that it understands. To be sure, the shirt served me well and loyally for many years, and it will be deeply missed. Especially since, given also the 2001 passing of my "One Fish, Two Fish, Red Fish, Blue Fish" shirt and the earlier mysterious disappearance of my "Mr. Bubble" shirt, my "Schoolhouse Rock" T-shirt now stands as the last survivor from my retro-irony-T-shirt-buying phase in Years 2 and 3 of graduate school.

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