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Why my pinky is held high: A Tale of Two Pinkies
If you stumbled upon this website, you're probably wondering "what in the world is this guy talking about?" and "why did he waste so much time making this ridiculous website about his pinky?"
I wasn't born as fancy as I am today. That only happened recently. On Thanksgiving Day, 2008 I was mugged in Colombia, South America. Two rascals, tackled me down a hill, took my things and sliced my right pinky in the altercation that followed. The slice of my little guy, and the ensuing surgery has left me with a finger that is constantly sticking straight up in the air. Check out this dramatization of the events. From that day on, when I ride in a taxi, drink a beverage, play basketball, sleep, you name it, my pinky is up. In short I arrived in South America just an ordinary Joe hoping to do some good as I wandered about the continent. I returned to the United States as a fancy man with a sliced and diced pinky (below is my lifesize version of my pinky post-incident)..
I never knew I was so fancy. In college I wore pajamas 90% of the time. Today, I wear moccasins everywhere I go, and I live in my car or my tent. I had surgery to fix my fanciness problem. A specialist in Appleton, WI took a look at my finger, commented on how many patients he gets from South America, and he decided he'd cut me open and stitch some tendons back together. All went well, but this type of repair requires an obedient patient to rehab for 12 weeks (6 of which he/she is not allowed to do anything except walk, no arm arm movent from the elbow down). Well, I wasn't the obedient patient. On New Year's Day I went to my brother's place to and we went down by the river. I was messing around with my niece and nephew and BOOM no more tendon. Before this, I could give me finger the faintest flicker of movement (I also wasn't supposed to be doing that), now I had nothing. So much for that plan. I cancelled my rehab and I waited out the last eight weeks or so of rehab just in case my finger was fine. 
My Post-Op Pinky looked a little something like this. I am back to being fancy again. So, what's a guy to do with all of this fanciness? Take the show on the road of course. I had a couple of things going before I became super-d-duper fancy: I was running a 2024 Presidential Campaign, I only completed one of many challenges in South America created by some Brown Deer High School Students, and I was about to explore South America. To quench all these thirsts I decided to hit the road, right here in the US of A on what I am calling my PINKY UP TOUR. I've traveled the Eastern Coast with ample success and now it's time to realize my manifest destiny by heading taking my show out west! PINKY UP BABY!!