I was given this shirt as part of "Donor Brian's Party of Five" while at a party being thrown by Donor Ian. Thankfully, this was a party where everyone got along and kept their clothes on throughout the proceedings.

Ocean City, Maryland, was actually the first vacation I was ever on outside of the tri-state area. I was on a severe vacation drought at that point in my life. I was 14, I think. I went with my mother, brother, Kathy and her son, and Carol and her kids. Honestly, I forget a large amount of how the vacation came about and only remember bits and pieces of what actually happened. What I clearly remember is seeing the Atlantic for the first time. I also remember walking down the Ocean City boardwalk about of boredom. I bought postcards that I mailed out to a few a few donors much too late. I beat the postcards in coming back home.

For sure, I know I did not eat at Big Pecker's. Especially back then I would have laughed heartily and remembered eating a big pecker. It is just as well. Ocean City is a tourist trap with plenty of interchangeable themed restaurants. Whatever I ate, I ended up forgetting about within the span of ten years.

Now, I know everyone read through all that hoping to read about my big pecker, but I shall not speak about it. I am a dick like that.