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I ordered a glass of Nectar Ales’ Black Xantus on tap in a bar last week.
Yesterday, I found it in a store.
It will be the death of me.
Mr. Fabulous obviously loves it as well,
…while still a freshman in college, I found myself in need of a white dress shirt.
I don’t really remember what I needed it for (obviously something fancy-pants), but I do remember two important things about purchasing it:
1. I didn’t need it for long, and–
2. I was poor and needed it to be cheap.
So I did what most college students do: I hit up the Goodwill.
While flipping through the racks, I came across not just any old, plain white dress shirt, but one that had my initials monogrammed across the shirt’s front pocket: JRS, for “Justin Robert Shady.”
Needless to say, I bought it. Probably for like $2 or something. And it was most likely a “half-off everything” day at the Goodwill.
Anyway, I’ve held on to this old shirt for nearly twenty years now. I don’t use it for anything fancy-pants anymore, but instead use it in instances when I need a “messy” dress shirt. Like back in October 2009, when our Halloween costumes were Dia de los Muertos skulls.
You can see photos of me wearing the shirt here.
I painted my entire neck black for that costume, so the shirt’s collar got really fucked up. After that, the shirt was never quite the same; a lot of the makeup wouldn’t wash out of it. I haven’t worn it since.
KB and I are getting ready to move soon and have slowly been packing up boxes. When I came across the shirt in my closet the other day I decided it was finally time to say goodbye to it. I figure I’ve definitely gotten my $2 worth.
It’s now sitting at the bottom of a clothes donation bin on Victory Boulevard.
I’m hoping another JRS will pick it up and get another twenty years out of it.
Now that I look at it, that “J” may very well have been a “G,”
I’m no longer writing Disney-related posts for “OC Weekly,” so if you read “The Blarg” exclusively for them (I can’t imagine that’s the case), sorry, but I’m done!
Time for new things,
