About a month ago, I hosted a holiday party for most of my friends. It’s something that happens far less than it should. I have a house. I have friends. For some reason, I never think to combine the two…
In any case, these sorts of things require cleaning. And cleaning I did… along with a friend whom I paid to come over and help. It was either the laziest $30 I ever spent or the best excuse ever to hang out with a buddy all night.
My half-hearted efforts at cleaning, as well as my love of all things Game of Thrones, made me wonder what my family crest would look like. Pretty sure I figured it out.
Rites of Patches 
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