"Didn't you see that he was wearing underpants?" asked the pirate coldly.

Thank you spammer for the wonderful headline for my blog post.  Please email me 50 more copies of your spam letter.

This post is really a public service announcement to my coworkers, regarding the flu shot.

I won't be getting one. You can stop asking me. At least ten of you have inquired about whether or not I intend to inoculate myself. No.


The flu is why sick days exist. I know you like to hoard your sick days until you have over 1000 hours. I like to use mine.


I like to be sick. I like to be away from you my dear coworkers. I like to stay in bed with a temperature, a blanket, a remote, Maury Povich, and grilled cheese + tomato soup + Sprite.


So go poke yourself with a remedy, and get ready to cover the phones when I stay home with the sniffles.