roadrunnertwice: Rodney the Second Grade T-Ball Jockey displays helpful infographics. (T-ball / Your Ass (Buttercup Festival))
Ok, so I own a handful of t-shirts that routinely get comments. Dorothy Gambrell's off-model Russian Bart Simpson shirt is a perennial winner, as is the one with the playing card king and the graffiti tag art that says "FOYER." And the one with the swifts.

But the attention when I'm wearing my Mets shirt is something else entirely. The weird shirts just start normal conversations, but when people see a Mets shirt, they grab a shiv and go straight for the pride.

Usually it's something like "Whoa, there's a bold one, wearing a Mets shirt in September." One time, outside the Doug Fir, these two people walk past me, and when they're about ten feet behind me, one of them busts out laughing and says "For a second I thought that guy's shirt said 'Mets!'"

I have no idea how any of you actual Mets fans put up with this nonsense.

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Feb. 11th, 2006 08:53 pm
roadrunnertwice: Me looking up at the camera, wearing big headphones and a striped shirt. (OMG LEAFS)
So mom found out about this recockulous sale that REI was doing, bought a bunch of stuff, and then told me I should go shopping before everything was gone. So I did, and spent a hundred bucks.

The entire haul is pretty fantastic, including two good pairs of shorts, one good fleece liner shirt, and one really good light jacket. (SO stylish.) But the gem of the take is this green long-sleeved shirt with cream and black trim on it that I'm wearing now. Guys, you don't even know; as soon as I saw it, I realized that I've wanted a shirt like this for YEARS, and it fits me fucking perfectly. I look like I could have stepped straight out of a comic book five minutes ago. I look HOT. As of today, this is the single best shirt I own.

No pictures yet, though, because there isn't a digital camera in the house.