Le Clown’s blogroll is an organic entity—each month, it takes different forms and shapes. I will introduce a few new inductees this week, and I have asked these lucky few to come up with an introduction to the wonderful space they occupy on the blogosphere. Today, I am proud to present to you my dear [in the real world] friend, Tracy Fulks. Tracy owns her brand, and for that, Le Clown loves her. Tracy, take it from here… it’s all yours!
In a land far, far away, there was a time and space before Le Clown himself had been Freshly Pressed. He had not yet attained his current level of high standing, and his clownish ego was suffering greatly. This is back when he proudly displayed his homemade “Not Freshly Pressed” banner.
I had written a piece titled Renaming Waterproof Mascara and for whatever reason, the planets aligned and the powers that be informed me that I was to be Freshly Pressed. I don’t know why, I certainly did not feel it was by any means my best work, but what the fuck ever, I thought to myself. My ego was elated.
Le Clown first showed up on my blog shortly thereafter. I had written an incredibly distinguished piece entitled Creative Masturbation Techniques when The Magnificent™ One himself commented, inquiring as to how in the hell I had been recently Freshly Pressed writing pieces like this? The comment thread was as follows:
After this exchange, I felt as if I had found my long lost brother, and he was a French-Canadian Clown. At this point, he launched his BRILLIANT and terribly successful Blogroll Contest. Being the uber competitive egomaniac that I am, I hopped on that bandwagon faster than I would like to hop on the ride known as Channing Tatum. OK, not really, but you get my point…am I right ladies (and homosexual gentlemen)?!
Along with a gazillion other bloggers, my weekend blurred into one very long, obsessive compulsive clown nose contest. My children went hungry, my dog shit on the floor, my dishes were piled to the sky, and I even went to the State Fair with a framed photo of Le Clown so that I could enter it as a (guaranteed winning) submission. It was an awesomely addicting and hilarious contest. Le Clown worked his ass off to keep up with it, and the result was a huge success.
Shortly after, I received notice…
I was ecstatic. My ego was elated, and I could finally sleep…I had earned a spot on his blogroll.
Since then, The Magnificent™, Brilliant, Talented, Hilarious, Self Deprecating Le Clown himself, has most deservedly earned himself the honor of being Freshly Pressed. His notoriety has skyrocketed, and personally, I could not be happier for him. He really is like my missing arm, he completes me, like Jerry McGuire.