Going, going, gone

Whoever said that "imitation is the sincerest form of flattery" must not have had a blog. In actuality, comments are the best form of flattery. What I mean is, I'm flattered at the outpouring of interest in a picture of me wearing a ruffly tent and eyeliner mustache. Unfortunately, I will now have to resign any interests I may have had in running for President of the United States, because that picture of me "crossdressing" would be bound to surface. As I have no nude photo shoots to my name, I may still keep myself in the running for other important posts, such as PTA president, or city Bingo Coordinator. That’s a relief.

As every good thing must come to an end, I am removing my Nacho wannabe picture from the World Wide Web, and none too soon, I think. This experience has taught me a few important things. First, if you’re low on self-esteem (and/or comments), post a picture of yourself in a silly costume. Second, always leave it to Mickey to liven up the comment section. Third, I AM BRAVE!!! Hooray. This Nacho-like show of bravery has filled my courage quota for at least a year or so.

To quote Nacho himself, “I know the wrestlers [and ruffly shirt wearers] get all the fancy ladies, and the clothes, and the fancy creams and lotions [and blog comments]. But my life is good! Really good!”

Mine is, too. I’m glad I donned the ruffly shirt, but now I’m content to give it up, because I’ve got friends who read my writing, and my life is good. Really good!

"You guys are the behhhhst!"