Two months ago I chatted up a group of spinsters that were entering a bar. One of the spinsters caught my eye and I wanted to see if I could penetrate the group. I went for the bank-shot attempt where I talk with one friend and try to bounce to my desired target. The conversation fizzled out so I did not succeed.
When they were leaving, I asked them where they were going next. The alpha spinster answered, “I don’t know… BUT WHY DON’T YOU WRITE ABOUT IT IN YOUR BLOG!!!!”
First, her “insult” was pretty non-insulting. Second, I have no idea what she tried to accomplish by withholding the fact that she knew of my celebrity status. Whatever.
I’ve been recognized through the blog six times this past year. Two of those times were during dates. One date already knew bout the blog but the other date did not. For that time I just ignored the person who called out “DCB.” Two other times were by guys who were fans. The last one was a girl who showered me with groupie love and attention. Nothing bad right? So why would I remove all photos of myself?
I’m a private person, believe it or not, and I hate when my reputation (especially the DCBeast* reputation) precedes me. I don’t want to be drunk on a Saturday night and have to worry about a girl bringing up the DCB Hall Of Fame. I like going in fresh. There will be new photos soon enough, though I’m sure my stalkers are already up-to-date on my Flickr and Myspace pages.
* = coined by Kathryn