I'm Famous

So I don't like to toot my own horn or anything...but...people know me. I can't help it. Life just threw me the bone and I bit onto it...and what a ride it's been.

How, you ask? Well some of you blog readers might remember just a few short months ago a little story about a snake invading my toilet. Seems that the story is national. I thought it was kept fairly quiet...told amongst a few locals. Nope. I. Was. Wrong.

My former employer, The Fort Scott Tribune, decided to publish that little story in the print edition of the paper rather than just let it be viewed online. Now, it seems, every living person knows what goes on in my toilet. From what I'm told there are people who have read the blog in Minnesota, Florida, Missouri (not a shocker). There have even been attempts to get me on Jay Leno and David Letterman to talk about what happened.

I always thought I'd be famous but not for blowing up a toilet with a shotgun because a snake was hiding inside. Now I get "Hey snake man!", "Seen any snakes lately?", "Can you take care of a problem I have in my toilet?"

If this is what fame is like...I'm not sure I want any part of it!

Enough of that!

Mercy's Capture the Spirit Gala was pretty amazing Saturday evening. I must say that I've had fun experiences at past galas and I've been to a few that really weren't my cup of tea. This one, however, was pretty righteous. From Mr. Bachelor riding in on his golden chariot, aka a helicopter, and then speeding through the old Wal-Mart on a Harley before brandishing a gun and finding a gigantic, not even close to real looking diamond, to a pretty good helping of green beans...it was a pretty sweet event. Major props go out to the steering committee that made it all happen.

That's about all I got. So...until next time....at least come up with something to call me besides "Snake Man"!