Can’t spell “Mesopotamia” without T-I-E…

Of course, talking about the fertile, yet war-torn, Tigris-Euphrates region is not very timely (which also can’t be spelled…). The war there has gone on for nearly a decade, and headlines nowadays are glanced over effortlessly. Probably zero in ten citizens (rounding down) could tell you how many troops are there (more than the WMD, I’d wager), and what, if any, objectives remain to accomplish the mission (Ex-President landing plane on banner-festooned carrier deck? Check.).

Something popped into my mind recently, perhaps from an image of soldiers/sailors being greeted by families upon their return from a tour. I did some quick math and realized that, when this shitshow (brought to you by the firm of Cheney, Rumsfield & Associopaths) started, there were parents whose kids were 9-ish, 10-ish, just like my Julia is now. They may have thought, “Why, we’ll walk all over this war in a year or two…my Johnny/Janey won’t be involved.” Well, guess what…those kids are now the ones with sand in their teeth and guns in their hands.

I’d like to take Julia to a military Welcome Home in the next few months. There seems to be such little interest out there, and our communities are so social media-based. Folks can pop off a welcome message online somewhere, beep-beep-zip-bang, back to your regularly-scheduled texting (I throw no stones here, by the way). I’d like to at least increase, by two, the number of folks heading out to O’Hare, or Great Lakes, or wherever these things happen. Wave a flag, clap my hands, cheer for these people, mostly kids. Does anyone out there know how I can find out more about this? Please let me know, and please keep me to this. I’ll wear a tie.

Little TV tubes

Okay, now that’s off my chest, unlike the Tie du Jour (nice seguĂ©, no?). I need to admit, sheepishly, that this TdJ photo is a lie. It’s not the first time I’ve had to recreate a tie/shirt combo due to FTP (failure to photograph), but it is the first time that the shirt that was actually worn had already gone off to the dry cleaners. PLUS (that’s not an acronym, I just wanted to put it in all-caps for emphasis), my helper/reminder actually helped and reminded me to snap the daily shot! Imagine my surprise today when I looked for the picture in my iPhone. You can’t, can you? My name is Lou. Lou Zerr.

Mr. Zerr’s TdJ is from Geoffrey Beene, if the label is to be believed. I picked it up at the ORT Resale Store on Chicago Avenue in Evanston. Their ties were a touch overpriced, for a resale place, but $5 is nothing to sneeze at, especially for a tie that’s this fun. It went very well with the SdM (Shirt du Monday), but we’ll never know that for sure, will we? Thanks, stupid brain.

And now, after the profoundness of my ode-to-the-soldier soliloquy and my self-effacing diatribe, we now delve into what’s really important. DWT. Or should we make that CHCDWT (Cute Halloween-Costumed Dogs With Ties)? Here we have Elke, the canine companion of Dana Pearl (herself a Girl With Tie alum), dressed in her finest Jack-o-Lantern-themed tie.

Thanks for reading…Brooke


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