Will the Real Me Please Stand Up?

Saturday evening, I gathered some friends together to share a post-Hanna batch of bourbon slush. We drank, we ate, we sang karaoke, we passed another beer to the man holding a baby.

At one point in the evening, my friend Mike noticed that my computer was on, and that Facebook was up. So he did what any sane person would do: pulled up a chair and pretended to be me for a while. A series of IMs flew to his brother in Kentucky.

The next day, I was up at the crack of noon to read the transcript. Some stuff he got right: “You stupid whore” as a term of endearment, for instance. Some stuff was wrong: even at my most altered state, I use excellent grammar and punctuation. At any rate, Mike’s target fell for the charade and we all had a good laugh.

So I’ve been wondering how easy it would be to impersonate me. And for that, I need a volunteer. I need someone to write a post, as me, which I will put up sometime in the next few weeks. And then I want the rest of you to identify the fake Shannon. It’s an experiment, lazy blogging, and shameless self-indulgence, all at once!

Remember, it’s not plagiarism when it’s science.

PS: Here’s how to make Bourbon Slush. (Though I bumped the bourbon to 3 cups…for an extra cup of fun!)