I probably have over 7000 of you who are capable of seeing my posts on facebook. And over half a thousand on twitter, and tons more on WordPress.
I am about to tell you why I selfishly think this whole thing with Derby names has to end.
I just don’t know who the hell you are…..
I get a message from Antwerp twerp and then one from Auntie Burp and then I meet you at a game or Rollercon and I know you and we hug but don’t ask me to tell you who you are.
I love Val Capone, but don’t know her name. I know Misty is Pia, and April is La Muerta, and hot flash is Donna, and I know Amanda and Larissa and Lori and Laura and Lara and Lauren and Jen and Candis but get confused on their Derby names.
I am in one way or another in touch with many thousands of you; life is confusing enough for me without having to double that figure in remembering who you are.
Therefore, I am issuing a decree: from now on you just use your real name when talking to me….if you don’t like it, take it up with The Commissioner.