Hole-eeeee Cow

Aug 21 2012

I recently been noticing little holes in many of my favorite t-shirts. I’m thinking, man I hate the smell of moth balls and prying apart their tiny little legs isn’t as easy as it sounds. Or, maybe there’s some kind of sharp little pointy object hiding in my washer or dryer? After a thorough search, all I came up with was a penny and some lint. Bummer, ’cause I thought I gave up lint years ago and I also had to grab a penny out of the “extra penny dish” at the 99 Cent Store the other day. Then I realized that the holes were only along the bottom of each shirt. So maybe the mystery moth, was in all actuality, my own fly? Then it dawned on me. I exclusively wear one type of belt, in both black and brown, and each has two raised prongs. Apparently, since I’m standing when I play shows, the back of my guitar rubs my shirt up against the prongs on my belt and that’s what is making those pesky holes. Elementary my dear Watson! So, since I intend to continue to perform with my shirt on, I now HAVE TO remember to move the buckle over to the side, before belting out anymore tunes.
Or, take up piano.