Sign My Van

In the wake of hippies writing unwelcome messages on my van, I thought it would be fitting today to celebrate some of my favorite signatures on the van. So without further ado, I bring you the first installment of "Sharpie Wisdom:"





You can never have too much Irish luck, especially when it comes via attractive women from Ireland.










Despite going through chemotherapy, Sharon has more life in her than I could ever hope to have.






I put this on here not just because it makes sense, but because a gigantic cop wrote it.









Ron, in dealing with the impending death of his father, wrote something particularly wise.





Still my favorite signature. My nine-year-old cousin, one of the first to sign my van, started to write his name, then abruptly stopped.

"Naw, I'm going to write it in cursive."

He proceeded to cross out his first attempt.


That's it for now, but these are just some of my favorites. I have dozens of signatures on the van and anticipate hundreds more in the future. So keep a look out for more "Sharpie Wisdom" in the coming weeks.

As always,