So right now, I'm not sure if I should be flattered or weirded out.

A look around my kitchen yesterday made it glaring obvious that I needed to go the grocery store, which I so very much fucking hate to do. I don't know why, but I HATE the store that is here in town. It's just... not nice. It's always got huge masses of humanity, in various stages of hygenic decline, and it's so freaking crowded, you can't wait to get out of there.

Did I mention it's pretty much the ONLY grocery store in town?

So I go in, and take my basket. Not much eventful happened while I was shopping, but when it came time to check out, one of the baggers came up to my checkout lane and told the boy who was there that "he'd handle this one."

Um, okay. A complete stranger is fighting to bag my groceries. This is getting weird, right? Um, no... not yet.

Bagger Boy has kind of a creepy smile on his face as he bags my groceries, and when he's through, I start to take my basket, laden with my recently purchased foodstuff (and enough bottled water to drown a rat) out of the store.

Except that Bagger Boy won't let me take my OWN stuff out... no no no... he says that HE'LL take it out, he would be HONORED.

Whatever.

So once we get to my car, he looks at me and says "Tim, I read your site everyday. I think you are the coolest person in town. I just wanted to tell you that."

How do you respond to that? Total strangers recognizing me? WEIRD. And then I went and looked at my referral logs. You know... what keywords people put into Google to find me on the web, and lo and behold, several people had searched for "gay blog New Braunfels" Guess who's at the top of THAT list? (Other search phrases that will yield you this site, incidently, are "San Antonio wealthy men gay bar" and "Gay Tim bear Xanga".)

I have many journaling friends, some with far larger readerships than my own, who choose to keep themselves anonymous. They use tons of nicknames and such, and I respect that. I also can't do that myself... it's just not me. But it makes me VERY AVAILABLE here on the web. Pretty much, you know my last name and what town I live in. You can find me, no problem. Please don't, but you could.

So I think it's cool if Bagger Boy recognized me. I think that's awesome. I hope that he gets as much from reading these pages as I do from writing them. I also hope he leaves me alone.