#113 It kind of looks like the Cowardly Lion's medal of courage

This is a shirt that I got in elementary school (either the second or third grade I think) during a school-wide reading promotion. I managed to be one of the more voracious little readers (read: I spent a lot of time alone and indoors) so I got quite a bit of swag from the campaign. This badass shirt, free pizza coupons, I even got a physical medal like the one on my shirt. When they say "gold medal winner" they aren't playing around (well, the gold part is still a bit of a lie...and they're playing it fast and loose with the word "winner"). I actually had to accept this shirt on stage at an assembly that they had in front of the whole school so they could all laud me for my nerdiness (kneel, peasants!).

#112 The helmet's a nice touch, right?

This is a shirt I got as a gift from Krista way back when. If you can't quite read it because of my boobs (sorry...though you would think that with a girl's cut shirt such as this one they would allow for that) it says "I fergot to run spel chek".

#111 Don't worry. She likes your butt and fancy hair. I know. I read her diary.

I got this kind of randomly as a gift from one of my old roommates. I'm not even sure it was for a specific occasion. I did quite enjoy the movie Lilo and Stitch. It's probably my third favorite kid befriends a creature from outer space movie (behind E.T. and the Iron Giant).

#110 And I'm sure that I've not seen the Christmas lights this bright before...

Copeland was my favorite band when I was 18. All it took were the opening notes to the song "Walking Downtown" and I was immediately hooked.

Their CD "Beneath Medicine Tree" is still one of my favorites. Just lovely, catchy melodic rock. The perfect soundtrack to accompany my languishing teenage heart. I saw them play at least twice in the old teen center/sometimes concert venue in my hometown. Somewhere I've got a picture of me and their bass player/the guy who sold me this shirt.

#109 Your love for me is like a truck, Berserkerrrr

This is a shirt I got at comic con one year. I purchased it during the height of my Kevin Smith mania. It's one Jay wears during Jay and Silent Bob Strike Back a great movie if you're a nerdy teen who loves dick jokes and boobs. The shirt is actually a callback to a minor character that pops up in Clerks who is a Russian immigrant that comes up with a song called "Berserker", a lyrical chef d'oeuvre featuring lines such as "My love for you is like a truck, Berserkerrrr. Would you like some making fuck, Berserkerrrr." Magnificent.

#107 & 108 I either need to get better looking or stop taking pictures of myself.

You may be thinking, "Did Allison just post the same exact shirt twice? That's cheating! I shall report thee to the high council of blogging elders! I demand satisfaction!" But hold your horses there, anachronistic internet so-and-so. They are in fact two different shirts. The first one is black and it's the free Eater Nation shirt that they gave out to all UCI fans in '08. The second is actually Navy Blue (clearly the next thing my blog needs, other than a better blogger, is a key grip) and is the fancy Anteater Band version of the Eater Nation shirt. I guess they allowed clubs to get their own colors and logos on variations of the Eater Nation shirt that year, which is actually pretty cool.

I figured since I missed the blog yesterday I might as well just double post today. Plus what more am I really going to be able to say about the same shirt in a different color. Uh, this one reflects light at a different wavelength than the other.

I don't really wear the shirt out much. Partly because I feel like if you're not familiar with the fact that UCI's mascot is the Anteater and that it shorts to Eaters it just looks like I'm a competitive eating enthusiast (aka a fatty. Though fatties are more like, "I'm going to compete with myself to see how much I can eat of...everything." They're more embroiled in a battle against early onset diabetes. fat jokes!).

#106 Peanuts and Crackerjack

I was born and raised in San Diego. My parents still live in the same house that I grew up in which also completed construction within the same month that I was born. Specifically I grew up in Mira Mesa which is a suburb or township of some sort. There's a large Filipino community there, possibly because there was a U.S. Navy base next door (it's now a Marine Corps base). There's also pretty much just one major street in Mira Mesa (maybe one and a half).

My dad's a big sports guy. He's pretty much your typical dude. He also has had a Magnum P.I. style mustache my entire life. I saw a picture of him once when he was clean-shaven during his Navy days and it freaked me out. His teams are the Lakers, Padres, and the Chargers; so growing up they were my teams too. The shirt I'm wearing today is in the old school Padres color scheme. The shirt curled a bit by the D so now it kind of looks like SB (thanks a lot, boobs). It was just something I snatched up on clearance at Old Navy.

While I still would love to see the Padres do well, I don't really follow baseball or any sports regularly for that matter. Plus baseball's pretty boring on TV. Football's about the only sport I really enjoy watching, but I don't really have a favorite team (the Chargers I guess?). Baseball-wise I also have a bit of a soft spot for the Tampa Bay Rays because they were super fun to watch during the world series in '08. Plus I kind of like being the only person outside of Tampa to even give half a fuck about the Rays. If Old Navy had a Tampa shirt in Rays colors I totally would get one of those too. Unfortunately that wouldn't have made any financial sense at all. Plus no one even knows what the Rays colors are so it would just look like a touristy shirt from Tampa.

#105 If I were to be summed up by one t-shirt, this may or may not be it.

This is one of those shirts that is pretty fitting for me I think. Those who know me best would probably be pretty quick to describe me as indecisive. That or awkward, I'm also pretty awkward. Really, the indecision just adds to the awkwardness.

Anywho, I'm terrible at just choosing stuff and being okay with said decision.

#104 "Because I just dusted off some records that I bought at 14..."

Being young is all about wearing band t-shirts. At least that's the theory I'm going with considering how many of these fuckin' things I own. Anywho I used to love the crap out of The Rocket Summer. If you like sappy pop songs with sophomoric lyrics sung by a guy with a high pitched voice then this is your band. I'm not hating though, that stuff is catchy as all get out.

I don't know what it is, but if I were to be presented with this music today, I'd probably ignore it and maybe hate it. But because I loved it when I was younger, I'd totally listen to it again. I guess that's just nostalgia for you. Shitty things were way less shitty back in the day just because you lived through them.

#103 I've seen a million faces and I've rocked them all

This is a shirt that I got from some skate shop in San Diego. It actually might have been a Sun Diego. Don't hate on the name, the stores themselves are super awesome. Though, admittedly it does seem like it would be difficult to branch out of San Diego county with a name like that. Anywho, I got this when I was out Christmas shopping with my folks one year. If you can't read it, it says "WANTED Dead or Alive". I couldn't resist the fact that it's got a big piratey skull and also reminds me of the Bon Jovi song of the same name (Uh, "Wanted Dead or Alive" not "Big Piratey Skull"). Plus there's a bit of a cowboy connection there as well. This shirt's got quite a bit going for it I'd say. It's also super soft and thin (though this has also led to a couple giant holes since I've had it for a while). The shirt brand is Howe which I don't know a lot about, but it seems like a pretty upscale clothing line (at least going by some of the prices, dang).

P.S. Yeah, that's my Han Solo gun. It might be the only toy gun I own.

#102 Lucky

I got this shirt in Florida when I was there for my cousin's wedding. It was just me and my aunts and uncles since a bunch of my cousins bailed last minute on the trip. Sooooo I spent a good amount of the trip playing bingo and going discount shopping. I also ate more blue crab in one week than I'd eaten in my entire life. But it was still an interesting trip. I spent one whirlwind day at Walt Disneyworld and got to visit Georgia and South Carolina for the first time.

So this was something I got on one of the trips to the discount department store. It's not technically a T-shirt, but it's got a graphic on it so I'm going to count it. If you can't read it it's for some sort of fictional horseshoe tournament. I've never actually played horseshoes myself. Not really a common thing these days I think.

#101 Return of the Shirt

I forgot how ridiculously hard it is for me to take a photo of myself and be happy with it. I must have taken and deleted around 10 photos today. I finally settled on this one:

But then I decided I hated that one too and made this face to express my feelings on the matter:

This is all the more reason for me to maybe try the whole vlog thing again. I'm much too self-conscious to be taking this many photos of my ugly mug. At least with the videos I can't think about it too much because of the timed aspect of the thing.

#100 A Failed Experiment

Here are two attempts at a video post. Uh. Not sure what's going on there, but it's weird. Feel free to offer suggestions, helpful nerds.