Our second dog was a miniature dachshund. I would sometimes drape him over my shoulders like a fur stole. In retrospect, it was cruel (he was scared of heights). Also in retrospect, I really should have gotten photographs of it.
I have a T-shirt from the Rosenberg (TX) Railroad Museum that gets me more than a few taps on the shoulder, asking me about the graphics on the back — The Hobo Code, which, if you Google it, will give you a representation of a group of symbols that supposedly warn hobos of trouble spots and beneficial services while they’re “riding the rails.” Then, while we’re gabbing about The Code, they’ll see the very nice graphics on the front and it’s off to the races about all things railroad. It happens frequently enough that I forget about it sometimes: t’other day, I was purchasing something in Walmart and having some trouble with the card reader device. The cashier was, I thought, giving me directions re completing the transaction when I heard her say “railroad” or maybe “Rosenberg” (I was kinda flustered with the pay console) and realized she was referencing my shirt. I apologized for not paying attention and beat a hasty retreat.
I have a bunch of stuff that is designed to be attention getting, neon running gear & a small wardrobe of reflective stuff because anything that makes one more visible when they are working or running in/near traffic is that much greater of a chance of making it home alive & unscathed. Also have 100% reflective jackets that are much brighter than any Class 3 (construction) vest. I’ve both seen people slow down to see what it is & a few have even stopped to comment on it.
On the ‘normal’ side; I have some pretty cool & unique jerseys
Nope, 53. That art teacher looked to be about the same age as me, as well.
The most fun apparel I have was purchased long ago – Bugs Bunny themed hats and T-shirts from the Warner Brothers store in NYC. But those never attracted any comments. What did attract comments was my “Real Time With Bill Maher” baseball cap. Maher is controversial but all the comments have been positive. But maybe that’s just the Canadian psyche – “if you don’t have anything nice to say, don’t say anything”!
P.S. - in fairness to myself, I bought that hat when I was a bigger fan of Maher than I am today. I still enjoy the show but the man does have his faults.
So am I. But you missed my play on words. Or maybe I should have capitalized the Y
I love the shirt. I have one with the Banks era logo. Almost one ever recognizes it, including die-hard fans
I know who he is & I’ve seen a few clips that someone may have posted or were linked to in a news story but I have never watched his show; don’t even know what channel he’s on if I wanted to watch it.
I might comment to a random stranger on the street if I liked their shirt/hat because that’s a positive interaction but I would never make a negative comment to a rando. There’s just too many wackos in the world & I don’t want to be yelled at/spit on/hit/stabbed/shot because someone took offense that I don’t have the same opinion about something that they do & that I voiced it. I think that it’s more a safety thing than a politeness thing in that I don’t want to unnecessarily antagonize someone.
When I do the photo ops at comicons, I try to wear appropriate shirts corresponding to the celeb, if possible. I didn’t have anything Hannibal-related for Mads Mikkelsen, so I wore one of my Wales shirts, since the sigil of Wales is a…
I don’t always pull it off though. When I got to the front of Jonathan Frakes’ autograph line a couple of years back, he took stock of my Zappa t-shirt, and commented “Abba Zaba!” which I took as a bit of nonsense, though I was completely congested with bronchitis at the time and wasn’t getting much oxygen to the brain. Realized afterwards, he’d been making a Captain Beefheart reference.
Interesting. Most of our doxies were mountain goats. They were always looking for the highest spot. The top of the sofa back. The dining table (sometimes for food left there; sometimes for the sun spot). Anywhere they could decrease their height disadvantage.
And speaking of dachshunds… The Sioux Falls Stampede (minor league hockey team) becomes the Sioux Falls Weiner Dogs in February. They do on-ice wiener dog races, and give a portion of their ticket sales to dachshund rescue. They also sell the jerseys for charity, as well.
Me too. As much as I love dachshunds I’d feel guilty spending that much on a bag, even when I could afford it. The shelter could use the money. In my will I actually have a bequest to the shelter where I got my current dog Mauser.
I can’t think of any clothes that get attention from total strangers, but I’ve had a lot of compliments on the circle skirt I made out of a tablecloth. It has a really cool mandala-type pattern.
Yes, I said a monthly donation to the rescue where we got our last three doxies.
Was talking to my cousin last night. She has a friend that has a shirt “I want to be Barbie, that bitch has EVERYTHING”.
That has started a theme between the two of them where they buy each other ‘Barbie’ related stuff.
My cousin is currently using a walker (broke a kneecap) and he found and and bought her a ‘Barbie’ using a walker. Barbie DOES have everything!
Please, please, congratulate your cousin on this piece of genius. And Mattell, maybe.
“Needs a Walker Barbie” was not on my bingo list but now I want one for Xmas.
ETA: bonus points if she can still only wear insanely high heels.