July 24th, 2007
I decided it was time to do it.
To throw caution to the wind, rocks in glass houses, and feces in the faces of wannabe pirates everywhere.
Because when Pauly D decides it’s time to do something, he doesn’t let old antiquated sayings and poop pirates keep him from following through.
Because in the immortal words of The Secret you can, um, you know, do whatever it is you want as long as you do whatever it is you want.
That’s why I decided to finally wear my first eye patch.
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May 24th, 2007
I’ve been thinking about something a lot lately.
How most of my friends (sorry, guys!) just don’t have the kind of panache I am looking for in a friend. The one friend I did have like this worked as a cryptologist for the government and after college had to break all ties with his buddies and disappear “off the grid” so he could do his job. Since he left my life, I don’t have one single friend who has a dangerous job, a kick-ass deformity of some kind or a personality quirk that draws attention from all four corners of the ‘burbs.
I guess that’s why I’ve decided I’d like a friend who wears an eyepatch (but isn’t a pirate).
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