T-Shirt Philosophy

ONE OF MY OLD, OLD FANS, from long, looong, before all you kiddy’s at this here Hub joint were around, just asked, “Gee, kiddo, you used t be so purty! What happened?” great way to tell someone you think they’re BOTH old and UGLY! Huh.

Well, now I don’t know if that was a compliment or what - wouldn’t YOU say maybe an OR WHAT? And so I’ll have to anser it like it is an OR WHAT thingy.

So, yah - I guess it was about the time

I started wearing these here "philosophical t-shirts." Things started happenin’ for me, they were big things. I was big, baby, but not THIS big!

Those t-shirts I had were 3 sizes too big! and I guess I kinda thought, well I BELIEVED they would make me look slimmer. No, really! I was naïve - is that the right word? I was young.

He knows that. My old pal. He didn’ even EVER think I was PURTY, neither. Like it could matter. He’s just tryin’ to get me to go on and on about it. But purty - that’s aaalll in the eye of the beholder.

“PURTY, THAT’S ALL IN THE EYE OF THE BEHOLDER.” that’s one, right there, a t-shirt philosophy. Not a great one, but it could be for somebody. ‘pends on how they look.

 I just had my annual makeover and got a new T-shirt to wear!

I hope you like it!  Many people have smiled and come right up and told me how much they enjoyed my T-shirt sayings and especially my big SMILE!

But they didn't do such a good job on this photo.  It looks kind of faded.  I think their foto enhancement, or whatever they call it, didn't work this time. 

So, yah - I guess it was about the time I started wearing these here philosophical t-shirts. Things started happenin’ for me, they were big things. I was big, baby, but not THIS big! Those t-shirts I had were 3 sizes too big and I guess I kinda thought, well I BELIEVED they would make me look slimmer. No, really! I was naïve - is that the right word? I was young. He knows that. He didn’ even EVER think I was purty, neither. He’s just tryin’ to get me to go on and on about it. But purty - that’s aaalll in the eye of the beholder.

“PURTY, THAT’S ALL IN THE EYE OF THE BEHOLDER.” that’s one, not a great one, but it could be for somebody. ‘pends on how they look.

See, they’re just poppin’ up right an left now. “All depends on where you look” is one of my favorites.

Ya know, they’re kinda like bumper stickers right there on your chest, on your back . . .you can iron em on your butt, I mean blue jeans, but on the back, you know. Or maybe a little one on your pocket. Huh.

That’s when I started fillin those t-shirts IN like there was no tomorrow! Why I could put away so much corn and big whole pineapples, all my food comes whole, all vegetables and fruits are whole when they start out, did ya know that? and in those days there weren’t nobody around’ to chop it up for me, I HAD to eat it whole. I got bigger, literalllly, evury day. I ain’t really changed none, no not much, anyway. And anyway, IT”S HOW YOU FEEL INSIDE THAT COUNTS! (that’s t-shirt philosophy! that right there.)

As I was sayin’ about those t-shirts. I started makin’ my own! Right. Well, I had a little help from my good friends who went to an office supply store and bought me my first HP, which is a little munchy, but then SO AM I! So, and then, yeahhhhhhhh. The printer also - which is an HP 6400, 6300? No, 6400 series - just lovely. It can fax me! Well, if I ever got faxed, which is not much lately, but it can if I ever need it to. And it scans! O’course it PRINTS! And copies too.

so then I had to LEARN how to use those thing s. which of course was not too awful hard, even for this ol’ hippo. And BABy! It was a good time learning and makin’ things like the t-shirts. But then, I guess, well I kinda lost it there for awhile and thought I’d blog somewhere else, cuz I hadn’t heard of the Hub at all!

I got some other people to make my t-shirts for me cuz I didn’t have time for makin’ em myself anymore, of course. CAN you believe it? As if hippos could have anything BUT time! But, what? I know, oh. the T-SHIRTS. TRYING TO STAY ON THE THREAD! He he

So here goes

- I believe that PHILOSOPHY and T-SHIRTS go together, yes honey, they really do, like, well like jam and toast, like corn and salsa, like shrimp and gumbo, and well, anyway . . .I like the nice homey instructional shirts, too, like

“Take time out to eat!”

Appropriate? For me, yeahhhh.

I’m gonna make one says, “Here’s your shirt, what’s your hurry!” But then there’s

“You only go round once in this world, so, enjoy it while you can”. And there’s “Where the HEART is there is a HOME” or is that the way it goes? Or is it “The way to . . .” shirts.

I want one that says, “the way to peace is a calm mind”

And “Y’all come back and see me sometime” No - just checkin’see if you was listening - that’s not really philosophy OR t-shirt material! Hehe

I remember someone else had this same idea, or kind of - that woman, what’s her name, the wife? In Texasville, good old Larry McMurtry’s book? You know, what was her name? Donna? Jeannie? I don’t rememmmber now. But I really enjoyed imagining her goin in that store and ordering up those t-shirts with all the sayins bout what’s what and how to live. I mean whenever that Texas girl got IRATE ‘bout something she went off and had ‘nother t-shirt made and spent a few thou of her hubby’s oil$$$$$ while she was at it, in Houston? in Dallas? It has been awhile since I read that ol’ book.

Those were OPINION T-SHIRTS. Like I've got me one says, "I'm old and I don't care WHO knows it!"

Yes, dear, it’s elephants who can remember evury little thing, not hippos.

So don’t you look at me like I’m getting too old. I’ve always been a tad forgetful. Although, if you can just WAIT A MINUTE we always can. Remember. That is, now. Yawwwwn. I was sayin’ Oh yeaah. Want me one says, "WAIT A MINUTE! WAIT A MINUTE1 WAIT A MINUTE!"

I probably listened to that ol’ book TEXASVILLE on tape a couple times too, since I have a hard time getting someone to hold my books for me. Yeah, and hippos have to get someone else to do everything! like typing, holding up their t-shirts so they can pick one and them and helping them get dressed. Yes, but deary me, there are some really good ol’ caregivers out there who’ll come and help me, old as I am, big as I am. THEY, at least, never make remarks like my OLDEST FAN just did! Thank the gods and goddesses I got this here thick skin! But us older folks, we get a little testy sometimes. And then, when we’re really grouchy we try to make out that the someone, anyone next to us is not good ‘nuf. Well don’t YOU GET GROUCHY when you’re hungry, baby? ?

Still we make purty good fans. Loyal too. Awful hard to piss us off. But, brother, believe it, we’re hard to cool down too!

You think ‘em up, you can print ‘em up fast as you want to with these here iron on stickum things they make for t-shirts.

Yeah, I’m sold on those. The ones that they have at that there office supply store? Well, how would I know which one? I got somebuddy else can pick those transfers and shirts up for me, way quicker than I could. You’ll find em - they got the transfers in the special computer paper section, they told me, and the t-shirts somewhere there too.

And then, what you do is make up your own thing to say or a picture, or both. It don’t have to be a phil-I-o-sophy, or “take a flyin’ leap’ OR those otherkind of rude shirts. I’ll show you some anonymous ones I got from some of my friends, if and when they ever email em over to me. Plus, they could facebook em to me . Probly just as forgetful as I am.

You just print them up with the transfer side down and the image has to be backwards so anyway, it don’t look right until after you iron ‘em on the shirt. You cut them out of that transfer paper stuff with Instructions right on the back AND right in the package. Nice. Don't forget to read them instructions. Don't use steam, for example.

Wherever, whenever, you want you got you a new t-shirt. Don't have to wait for them to come in the mail even. Ain’t that COOOOOL, tho?

There you go. That’s bout enough of that. Oh, yeah. They tell me sometimes, I gotta use my own art, you know, they say “If the person who made that first should happen to see you walkin round in his idea . . .” but what’s he gonna do to an ol hippo like me? Hmmmmmmm? So, sue me, baby. See, there’s nother idea. “So, sue me.” And somebody has already done that one.

I only use the ideas my friends give me and my own. So, yeahhhh. Hmmmm. Hurry up, though, somebody else might be thinkin up the same things!!!

LOVE and PEACE on you, too brother, sister. A REAL BIG Hug from ol SoftCorn. And don’t forget to write! hehe

oh, and this is the facts, baby - but with just a little exagerratin' which, of course, I'm allowed, on accounta I'm a Hippo.