Goofball

I have realized that some people just need to be mentioned in my blog, due to their proximity to me. QED, I needed a cover name. Not only do I like covert action, but calling people "dude" throughout a post does not add to the depiction of a scene. Besides, if two girls or guys are featured in a story, it becomes fairly confusing if I have to use pronouns.

She and her alternate ego came up with an idea. She thought it was brilliant. Which one? You'll never know....

The person who may or may not feature prominently in these stories on a fairly regular basis is my boyfriend. Although calling him "boyfriend" works, it lacks finesse (a word that would never attempt to say). So, I asked him what name he wished to be known under. It went something like:

th3 egotist: I want to use a nickname for you in my blog. Because I am a kind and gentle soul at heart, I wish for you to choose a name for yourself. I do not wish to dictate your life to you.

Boyfriend: It doesn't matter; whatever you want to use is fine by me.

th3 egotist: I want you to pick because I am your loving girlfriend. I love you, dearest.

Boyfriend: Just use whatever you want.

th3egotist: Look, if you don't pick something, I'm going to call you Pookie-Bear. Forever. Grrrrrrrrr. *indicates aggression*

Boyfriend: Okay, if it's that important to you, how about Goofball? You call me that frequently.

th3 egotist: Thanks! Did I mention how much I love you? You are SOOO sweet!


Or something like that.

But, th3 boyfriend is now and hereafter called Goofball, for his goofy, pun-loving ways. He thinks he's puny and he's right. But are puns funny? I don't think so. [More on this later].