[Recycled from 26 October 2004]
1. The Sweater That Would Not Die. Some 17 or 18 years ago, I bought a tie-dyed thermal shirt off a travelling Deadhead. I loved it. It was the most colorful piece of clothing I'd ever owned. When it stared to wear out, I could *not* find a replacement for it, so I patched it and kept wearing it.
In order to attach the decaying fabric to the patches, I had to sew it down, and the stitches were bound to show, so I used brightly colored yarn and embroidery floss, and made the stitches part of the decoration of the garment. Also, often I had nothing thermal-like to use for a patch except for my worn-out black socks, and I stitched gaudy yarn over the black patches to make them blend in better. And then I started stitching on extra strands just for decoration.
The result is a truly unique work of art, if I do say so myself. I shudder to think how many hundreds of hours of TV-watching and talking-book "reading" have gone into maintaining and advancing this garment (I call it a sweater these days).
It's my celebrity shirt -- it gets me noticed, and being a paunchy middle-aged man with a graying beard, getting smiles and compliments is just fine by me.
2. My red plaid wool shirt (the Wallace tartan, I believe). It's so marvelously warm in cold weather, and it's the second most coilorful thing I own. The top buttonhole is frayed, so I don't use it, and it looks really swell when I wear it with my purple T-shirt.
3. My engineer's cap. I got in the habit of wearing a hat, preferably a cloth cap with a bill, when I was in the Navy, and Kathe really likes the way I look in a hickory-striped trainman's cap, so that's the one I have settled on. These days, I get them made for my weirdly-large head at the Hatterdashery in Seattle. The Hatterdasher himself was in Corvallis for the Fall Festival last month, and I ordered two from him (I was feeling flush that month, and it's always a good feeling to know you have a backup hat in reserve).
4. My Commander USA long-sleeved T-shirt. With a goofy superhero costume printed on it front and back, all I have to do is add Waldy's red leather domino mask and I've got an instant masquerade / Halloween costume.
5. My Sandman Mystery Theatre T-shirt, with the Sandman, in his gas mask and fedora, printed in gray and green on a black T-shirt. I like that one so much that I reserve it for special occasions. I'm very pleased by how it's holding up. I'll be sad when I notice it being more gray than black.
I would like to say I love wearing my black monochrome Chuck Taylors, which are as comfortable as the "white man's moccasins" always are but can pass easily for respectable office-type shoes. Unfortunately, my current pair are so badly worn that even black socks have a hard time concealing the holes that have appeared. I need new shoes. But we're not feeling very flush this month.
[Update: As soon as we were feeling even a small trickle, I bought a couple of pairs ahead. But now I'm starting nursing school, and I need respectable nursely white shoes. I'll have to check around and see what I can stand to wear.]
//The Magic 8-Ball says, "Don't be too concerned with outward appearances."\\