Todd Terwilliger

As was long ago foretold, tomorrow later today I shall be in the Westbrook, Connecticut, Elk Lodge for a pirate wedding. For the occasion, I bought myself a shiny new tricorn hat and an eye patch. I also purchased a plethora of cupcakes to take with me for the potluck portion of the nuptial feast.

I have no idea what to expect tomorrow but, armed with my camera and an itchy trigger finger, I will attempt to record every aspect of this buccaneer banquet. Whatever else happens, I will get my pirate groove on. I shall attack the food table as if it were the Spanish main. I’ve got my letter of mark, I’ve got my orange Crush.