Purple Shirt of the Week: Doc Doc Goose

Well, since two people have told me about purple footwear this
morning, it's only fitting that I bust out my Doc Martins that I've
been saving for a special occasion. I bought these in Toronto years
ago. I was deciding between a replacement of my completely worn-
through red pair (and the replacement wasn't nearly as cool as the
original, and would need some "doc-toring up") or these purple ones.
My girlfriend at the time said "you know, if you pass these up you'll
be kicking yourself because they're so rare and cool and you keep
coming back to them".

Agreed.

Now, I've seen it before: my posting of my wardrobe on this blog may
make some of you dash out to the store in the attempt to look just
like me. I understand, it's natural, and I'm more than a little
touched that I've inspired so many of you. But please, take a moment
to heed the warning that I just read on the AP wire: "Are you talking
about the purple shoes in Walmart? Because they're recalling them -
the little heel strappy thing breaks off."

But apparently the shoes at FootSmart.com are ok.

Now go forth, in the vein attempt to catch up to my trend-leading
fashion repertoire, and get that GDP growing again!

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Purple Shirt of the Week: Lost in Transmission

Much like the fax you sent me from your attorney, the image in that
last email seems to have gotten lost. It has been restored and posted
on the blog:

http://talkingtopurple.blogspot.com/2009/04/purple-shirt-of-week-i-dont-think-she.html

Purple Shirt of the Week: I don't think she made this herself

My friend Ann makes a lot of sweaters. And socks. And scarves. And hats. And gloves. And barometric pressure gauges.

If it's made of yarn, she can whip it up double time. Now, I'm not one to recognize or know much about women's fashions (except for that time at H&M where I found what I wanted in the women's section...I'm probably digressing more than I should here), but there's some pretty cool stuff she makes. Now, after all that set-up, this isn't one of them. It's off the rack. Unlike the socks on this blog from a few months ago.

Just don't ask her about making doilies.

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Purple Shirt of the Week: Such a Tease

So some of our readers will recognize this shirt from it's mention a
while back...no, not the black shirt with purple trim. It's a shirt
i'll never wear in public.

Purple Shirt of the Week: Ready, Set, Bed!

So after this week's green episode, I was going to play my hand and wear something i've been saving for the purple blog... but i'm leaving for the show tonight straight from work and i don't want to look like a carnival barker...

A few weeks ago we were hanging out at my friend Tracy's house, and our friend Sue came over. She looked ready for bed, and i think this expression shows just how done she was with all of us...

Purple Shirt of the Week: Necessity Breeds Strange Blog Fellows

So about 5 minutes ago I was walking and saw someone I needed to talk
to. So i took out my ipod earbuds and stowed them in my pocket. In
the process of wrapping them up, he happened to see the ipod i was
using. but before i go further, a story...

I'm addicted to my ipod something fierce. Truth be told, I'm an
itunes/ipod user, and find the interface easy and configurable; the
whole system just works for me and i don't see it going away any time
soon. all of which is important, because i have a 23,000 song library
that's floating somewhere north of 95GB in size. It's not my being an
apple fanboy; the whole integrated system was appealing to me when i
first investigated replacing my wall of CDs with something more
manageable and flexible. My ipod is a white 60GB model i found on
clearance (one of the first color ones, the Photo version, for those
asking). Anyway, the point of this backstory is that my MP3
collection is very important to me, as my old CDs are boxed up in the
attic, and i've been buying mostly digital-only in the past 2 years to
keep down the personal item ownership.

So it was with great distress that my ipod started dying about a year
ago. i've resurrected it a few times since then, but it's down for
the count now, as of last week. So while i scrounge the cash to buy a
new one, my girlfriend suggested i borrow hers, because i can't go
without music in the car or anywhere else, and she never uses hers (it
was found in a parking lot, brand new, never registered even - we were
honest and checked!)

Problem #1: It's pink.

Problem #2: It's a 4GB nano.

Problem #3: it's pink.

Problem #4: it's only 4GB

So it's no long term fix, and right now, the color is really not
jiving with my having woken up this morning in a brooding & pseudo
destructive mood and really needing to load up the ipod with old
Nirvana. Dark angry with pink nano. um, yeah, right.

So anyway, Tim (the person i stopped to talk to; remember, this is a
story that just happened) thought as i pulled it out that it was
purple, and that it should go on the blog. After i corrected him and
he saw it, we debated the merit of making it purple for real - would
be less PINK and my girlfriend likes purple better anyway. But i'd
have to get something else anyway because it's not mine and it's too
small. (But i shall point out I'm grateful for having anything right
now - driving with the laptop on the front seat is not quite safe for
skipping tracks, and i can only listen to so many podcasts that last
the length of my commute!)

I've color corrected this image so that you can see what tim saw. and
so i look less foolish on the internet holding a pink freakin ipod.

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Purple Shirt of the Week: Marching to Your Own

This week's image works on a number of levels. I find myself thinking
about drums a lot lately. We have a show tomorrow night, our first in
NYC, so there's that (asking a drummer to hurry up load-in in a
cramped venue with 4 other bands is like asking cheese to be made
faster - it just takes a certain amount of time, can't rush it. and
the result is good, so just suck up and deal). In the van the other
day Jeff, our new bassist, started the discussion about our individual
writing processes, and i realized these days I'm very excited by drum
sounds (hearing Krupa in the studio this summer made me wish we could
turn around and do a jazz album instead, the room sounded great and
warm). And finally, with the new U2 album out, my favorite thing so
far is the drumming and programming, influenced by the recording and
writing in North Africa (i'll spare you my full thoughts on this new
record, and it changes every day so far anyway).

So, that's why this is a drumset and not a shirt. This was a kit that
came onstage after us about a month ago, snapped with my camera phone.