Comment-a-palooza

The Sisters have been doing a bunch of research on blogs and now to boost our readership. I obsessively check how many people have visited the blog each day and whether or not we have any new comments. We hardly ever get comments and when we do they are usually from someone directly related. That’s lovely, don’t get us wrong. We love my mom and Aunt, but when we get comments from someone NOT directly related to us – OH HAPPY DAY!

I would like to personally thank Michelle, Janet and two other special commentors who we’ll get to in a minute. Ladies, and Mom and Debby, thank you for your comments. You understand how needy we are for proof that people enjoy what we do. It’s really quite sad, but writers are just about the most insecure people you’ll ever meet.

Last week on our Five Favorite things we listed Rachel Gibson as #1. We’ve enjoyed Rachel’s books for years and were very excited to meet her at the Tucson Festival of Books two years ago. She’ll be back this year, too, by the way and she’s very, very nice. Make sure you come out to meet her at the Festival this year. Don’t worry, we’ll remind you again as we get closer. So I emailed Rachel to alert her to the recently bestowed honor and she popped right on to read it and then LEFT A COMMENT.

The very next day Ava hollered at me from across the office at Bank of No Forks, “Hey! Who’s Patrick?”

I had no idea. Neither did she. Nor did Kelli when we called her. How exciting. A comment – a real comment mind you and not someone selling Viagra or trying desperately to communicate something to us in Russian. It’s really weird how many Russians comment on this blog – but that’s not the point.  We pulled up the comment and gathered around the screen. We dissected all three words: #2 Rincon Market.

This comment was interesting on several levels. Why would he guess Rincon Market? Hahahahahahahaha. It’s not the Rincon Market. Don’t bother to go over there and check either. Their bakery does not sell that cake. Really. Don’t waste your time. Why would I lie to you?

Anyway, we decided it wouldn’t be stalker-y to email Patrick back and ask him some questions. Especially if we offer him

Patrick Gorman looking very Wyatt Earp with his winner

cake for his troubles. I wrote a very nice email that attempted not to beg but still solicit answers. He replied. You wanna guess who Patrick is? Come on, guess. You’ll never guess.

Patrick is a celebrity! Way back in October, #4 of the Five Favorite Things was Patrick Gorman and his fabulous mustache. He was the winner of the National Beard and Mustache Championship in 2011. Not only does Mr. Gorman have stupendous facial hair, but he is also a fine, witty gentleman. Best of all, he thinks we’re funny.

Mr. Gorman – if you compete again next year be sure to let us know. The Sisters are happy to accompany you as groupies or your entourage or whatever. We’re huge fans.

We hate to resort to bribing the rest of you with cake (that is NOT from Rincon Market) but we’re not proud. Comment away and we’ll figure out a prize for you, too. I would like to mention that Mr. Gorman refused his reward – he’s slimming down for swimsuit season – but that doesn’t mean you have to. We dare you to comment.