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The Art of the T-shirt

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I love the summertime when people proudly sport their favorite T-shirts. In some circles, picking out the T to wear to an event is akin to teenage girls and their outfit obsessions. Come on guys, the ones who do this know who you are, I don’t think I have to single you out here.

This guy was surely standing in front of his dresser pondering the perfect message to wear to the Dark Star Orchestra concert at the beach on Governors Island. This is a very T-shirt appreciative crowd. What you wear is admired, and yes sometimes coveted, like jewelry at a bit yenta-fest Bar-Mitzvah.

I Googled the message on this shirt so I would not appear pop culture ignorant in this instance (heaven forbid). I could not find any reference to the Soaring Immortal Blazing or any other phrase like Golden-maned warrior, but hey, this could be so hip it is not Googleable. (Is that a word? If not it should be). Or maybe fringe. But nonetheless, not only did I not find it, I had to read this shirt 3 times to absorb the message.

Perhaps it is simply because I am unburdened by the gravity of my mission.

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Was that Just a Box of Rain?

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File this under ‘you can’t make this stuff up’. Jersey City councilman, Steven Lipski, was arrested for urinating on the crowd from a balcony of a Washington night club during a Dark Star Orchestra concert last Friday night. For those who are unfamiliar with DSO they are a Grateful Dead cover band. The same band that not one, but both of my kids are going to see the night after Thanksgiving. Perhaps they should bring their umbrellas to avoid that potential Box of Rain.

With more Dead shows in my past than I care to admit, I can say that public peeing at such events was not all that outrageous. But off the balcony? Hey Steve, get a grip. And at 44 and in the public (or is that pubic) eye, perhaps a little discretion is in order.

I believe he was in a state that my family likes to refer to as ‘that guy’. You know the one. We have met ‘that guy’ before. They are like a tribe. One of them puked down my son’s shoulder at his first Jets game when he was 8-years-old (funny how he never asked to go again for a long time). I believe another spilled a beer down the part of my mom’s hair at a Rangers game. And of course game day in Madison, Wisconsin brings out scores of ‘that guy’.

In The Daily News report of this incident a source stated, ” he was very drunk”. REALLY now? Well this comes as a surprise. Don’t most middle-aged guys pee off a balcony when they are stone cold sober? Could they not get a better sound bite than that one?

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