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First of all, a huge bow of appreciation to reader katiepo for the compliments on Jamie's Bachelorette post. Kat(i)e, you are our first comment ever* and we hope that you're still a reader, and continue to like what we're doing. (We would also like to apologize for initially thinking that you were a small Jewish lesbian with a lightening bolt shaved into the side of your head. That would be a different katiepo, and we do love her as well. Also if anyone is between Seattle and San Francisco and sees someone matching that description, huffing along on a bicycle, well, throw an apple at her and tell her that we love her.)

We hopped over to Kat(i)e's blog to check things out, and came across this video, which is (and I'm just going to say it) absolute genius. Much love to the gay unicorns, and especially to Shannon for having the inspiration to wish them into existence. For the record, I think that my favorite is Cadillac, but that may be because he reminds me of a sour, pompadoured Phillipino clerk at the Plaid Pantry in Seattle whom we nicknamed "Tito". This was many years ago, but we had something of an adversarial relationship with Tito; sooooo if you're near the Plaid Pantry at the bottom of Queen Anne's South Slope, stop in and say "hi". Or steal his copy of the National Enquirer, 'cause he loves it when you do that.

Thank you again Katiepo for Planet Unicorn Heyyyy, and your kind words. Keep reading, keep commenting, and know that we think you're great!



*Kat(i)e, I'm sorry; you are actually NOT our first comment "ever", BUT you are the first comment from someone that we didn't already know, so, same thing, yeah? We promise not to forget about you as we did our previous First Commenter.

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