Alien Abduction

Yesterday was just a normal day, but I knew that was too good to be true...

We would now like to interrupt your regularly scheduled blog for this important announcement:

For those of you not in the know, I had a little contest last week for a new name to call you, besides just "you". 

Here is the list of possible names:

• Bob. You could start all your entries, "Dear Bob."
  
• Since this Blog could be construed as a giant singles ad, I could address all my blog entries to "Future Husband" or "Prince Charming..."
  
• Indian name for myself: Chief Shorts Under Skirt for Safety Reasons 
  
• Fans
• blogspotees, 
• peons 
  
• my people - Matthew style, or shorten the last to peeps, 
  
• blog junkies, 
  
• "Shtiya" which is an alaskan name meaning My Strength.
  

As much fun as it would be to simply refer to all of you as Bob, that might be a little confusing, as everyone knows my imaginary friend is named Billy-Bob-Bo-Ray, and I don't want any confusion. I can't think of an Indian name that wasn't hugely pretentious, or self-insulting. I find that calling you "peons" fits in the same category of "pretentious."

Since I am too tired after Spring Carnival, more on that later, to come up with anything of my own, I shall be calling you "my devoted fans." Or, more specifically, we'll give it a shot and see how it goes.

In conclusion, my devoted fans, it seems that the winner of my little contest is one Ms. Haley Beth Smith, or, as she likes to be called now, Mrs. Haley Beth "something-or-other." The funny part of this is that she is the one who gave me the idea in the first place. Thanks Haley. Present to arrive sometime soon. 

Thanks to everyone who participated.

We now return you to your regularly scheduled post.

Once we got the green slime washed off, no one noticed the difference. Funny, huh?