I'm famous, but it's a secret...

Today was informed that my photo was in part of a photo essay on the Pillow Fight League in today's National Post (part of a crowd shot).

In a complete different Toronto daily paper, I was quoted as a "tech-savvy friend" in a chum's column.

You see? I'm famous... it's just that no one knows it.

It's all preparation, my friends. For one day, the novel will be written. And then! Oh ho!

Well, to be honest, it'll likely be rejected and I'll return to anonymity, poverty and wallowing in a shallow pool of self-loathing and disgust. But I have a little alligator toy to keep me company.