He walked into the Landfill this afternoon wearing this American flag type tank top. Okay, we are American citizens and this shirt is okay with me although it is a little sleazy in some kind of way I can’t exactly articulate.

It kinda reminds me of waaaaay back when we were kids and buying our first (and only) house. Nowadays we transfer money between financial institutions by clicking or tapping whatever we need to. We can do this in our pajamas if we want to. I mean, the last time we bought a new automotive vee-hickle, we wrote a personal check for the entire amount.

Back then, for reasons I can’t even remember, our house-buying transaction required us to take thousands of dollars of cash out of one bank and carry it across town to another bank to deposit it. Midway through the trip, I took a gander at what the GG was wearing. It was a Shaky Jake tank top. A TANK TOP! We were 30 but we looked more like 20 and he was wearing a Shaky Jake tank top. And we were carrying a bunch of cash around.

I *think* he had found some sort of a button down coverup type shirt by the time we had to drop off the cash. Jeebus, how young and idiotic we were back then, pregnant as we were not to mention gainfully employed at tech jobs.

We won’t talk about the Let’s Go Brandon t-shirt and how many times I have found myself alone with it in the Up North Laundromat and decided NOT to leave it there. The things we do for love.

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