Last week, I spent several hours reading through every post I've written over the past year. Why? I wanted to look over everything I've written. You see, I've been outed.

Unbelievably, when you type my real name into Google the first listing is this blog. How, why, when??? There are thousand of us with this name. It's not unusual; in fact it's very common. How can it be in the #1 position, much less listed at all.

It's not that I am hiding anything. For God's sake my own mother has read this blog. There's just something comforting about the anonymity of being able to say anything you want (and make fun of the neighbors) without anyone getting their feelings hurt. So if I have offended you please forgive me. It's not like I am known for being tactful anyway. I pretty much say what I think, normally at the most inappropriate moments.

My secret identity was discovered months ago and I never knew it. So who was the person who busted me? Unfortunately for me it was someone on the board of directors were I work. Something very bizarre happened the other day and I jokingly said that someday I would write about it in my autobiography. That's when she said "Why don't you put it on your web page?"

"What?" I said.

She responded, "Don't you have a web page were you write about yourself?"

I seriously stopped breathing. I know I was stammering. Somehow I squeezed out the word "how." Her response was GOOGLE. Seems that she Googled me during the interview process. I guess the good news is that I was hired despite my insane ramblings.

I was visibly embarrassed and quickly assured her that I had not made fun of her because she was one of the few people I had met here that I liked. Then she told me that she, and others on her staff, laughed when they read my 100 things about me list.

So much for moving across country to reinvent myself.