My second day of the offsite, a second company tshirt. I have probably 3 more than I could wear today. I particularly like this tshirt because it’s soft and cozy. I couldn’t get a picture, but there’s some text on the arm. I also figured I’d show you my new vest, which has the same logo (in black). I have it on good authority that these vests are the cutting edge of high tech swag.
Color: Grey
Fabric: Very Soft
Front Text: V logo
Side arm text: Verily
I’m headed out to San Francisco for a business trip tonight. I have a few shirts I tend to wear in certain circumstances, and I like to wear this one when I’m journeying. It does get a few raised eyebrows from folks who are unfamiliar with the term “XP”.
Why does the chicken cross the road?
Color: Black
Fabric: Stiff
Front Text: Why does the chicken cross the road? Because that was the quest and it needed the XP.
Circa 2015
“It is better to know useless things than to know nothing at all.” – Seneca
My parents had these shirts made for our family about ten years ago, on the occasion when my little brother graduated from Middlebury College with a degree in Classics. He’d offered to do the graduation address in traditional Latin (they declined). I was smug about the fact he’d found a more useless degree than mine (Medieval Studies & English double major) until he went to seminary and it turned out to be useful. Jerk.
I thought I still had a Red Sox Championship t-shirt somewhere in my collection (vintage 2013), but it appears to either have been entirely lost in the bottom of my drawer, or purged in the move. I was surprised to discover I did not have a single appropriate shirt to wear in order to watch the New England Patriots play in the Super Bowl tonight. The closest I could get were a pair of shirts that are running focused. But instead I decided to wear the shirt that was least Super Bowly. Well, kind of – depending on whether you consider football knowledge to be a useless thing.
Color: Blue
Fabric: Stiff
Front Text: SATIUS ES SUPERVACUA SCIRE QUAM NIHIL. -Seneca
Circa 2007
My Truant Pen 