Sorry for my notable absence of late. The past few days have been quite a whirlwind of activity. It all started last week at curling. There was a press photographer there during my league night, and he was snapping pictures of my game (which we won 11-2, btw). At the end of our game, he collected our names, then he was off.

This week when I went to the curling club, copies of the newspaper* were posted everywhere. And guess who graced the front page? No, not her. Not him either. It was me. I made the front page, above the fold. Needless to say, I was a bit distracted as we played, thinking of all the fame and fortune that would soon be coming my way (we still did manage to squeak out a 5-4 win).

So in an obvious next step, I went home and hired an agent. We discussed everything from me doing some local car dealership ads to a potential book deal. Though I don't read books and don't really like to write that much, I agreed to leave the window of possibility open only if the focus remains squarely on me.

True to his word, my agent was able to capitalize on the popularity of the photo. He got me some autograph sessions at a local mall, I took some photos with orphaned animals at the local... orphaned animal place (?), and even got interviewed by some local TV stations. In no time at all, businesses were giving me free stuff, rich people were inviting me to events, and so on.

Anyway, things have finally started to calm down, and I'm back to my regular routine. Thanks for bearing with me during my two-day absence.

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* When I say "newspaper," I don't mean the city's major paper**

** When I say "I don't mean the city's major paper," I don't even mean it was one of the smaller suburban papers***

*** Seriously, this paper is small. My celebrity status is very, very localized.