Happy 10 Years to Pockethair

Today, marks the 10-year anniversary of this blog.  The original purpose was a way to feel closer to my wife, while we lived in different states.  I wanted to entertain her with my wacky insights and possibly, slightly exaggerated imagination.  In essence, I wanted her to have a way to enjoy my personality, since I wasn't there to give it in person.

But this blog has become so much more over the years.  I find myself reading back over posts from years ago and re-laughing at memories that I had completely forgotten.  And not just me, but as new friends bump into my life, they will inevitably find themselves reading about pockethair, wondering what kind of lunatic did they just befriend.  And if they're really lucky, then they may even make it into a post.

This blog has become a journey.  It's a journal of my adult life.  My relationship with my spousal unit over our 13 years of marriage, the friends that have come and gone, the jobs that I have suffered through, and all of the random encounters.  I have enjoyed observing life.  I have enjoyed finding the humor in everything, no matter how bad it gets.  There have been many lean times, when I was busy or uninspired, and I can see gaps in my posts.  But I never gave up on it.  I am constantly jotting notes in my phone, so I can blog about them later.  There has never been a shortage of things in this life that make me laugh, and I can only hope that when you read them, you laugh as well.  If you do, then I have fulfilled my purpose.

So, Happy 10-Year Anniversary, Pockethair.  I never imagined when we started way back when, that we'd ever make it this far.  I look forward to the next ten years.

Smuggling Money for a Fleeing Prince

Yesterday, I received one of those emails from a supposed-immigrant, fleeing their country.  They were offering me half their money to help them smuggle it out of the country, so the government wouldn’t get it.  After giving it two or three minutes of careful deliberation, I decided that it seemed legitimate.  I mean why wouldn’t a complete stranger from Sao Tome & Principe reach out and offer to give me half of 5 million Dobra (which I would later find out was only a little over $215)?  So, I supplied the required bank account information as requested and waited.  A few days later, I received another email from the same person with the following message:

“Dear Sir,

To be honest, I sent the previous email with the goal of cleaning out your bank account.  I have successfully done this many times before, preying on people’s greed.  However, upon logging into your bank account, I was surprised to find that you had no money at all.  I was more surprised to see a negative balance of $25, a fee assessed for maintaining too low of a balance.  I realized at this moment that you were worse off than I could ever be, so I deposited $30 in your account to pay the fee and give you a little something to get you started in the right direction.  I hope your endeavors prove more prosperous, and maybe I can steal from you in the future.

Sincerely,

R.H.”