Fame can be hard to swallow

May 15, 2010

Each Saturday morning I open the local newspaper and am shocked to see my scraggly, smirking face looking back at me from this page. I’d expect it in a police report about a stay-at-home writer-father arrested for screaming at motorists driving too fast on his quiet residential street.

It’s a picture I’m told makes me look both older and younger than I really am; some say it doesn’t do me justice, yet most often people seem a little disappointed when they meet me in person. Go figure.

I’m no celebrity. But, as evidenced by my picture in the paper each week and the fact that I’ve just hit 300 friends on Facebook, I guess that qualifies as some kind of notoriety.


With such world renown comes great responsibility though. I’m apparently required to do a few things. Such as:

Get a gerbil-sized dog with a nervous disorder, clothe it in designer outfits and carry it around in a D&G handbag.

Come out with my own clothing line. I’m thinking something like “Sean John meets Big Boy.” Available only at outlet malls in northern Minnesota.

I’ll need an exercise video. I was at the mall the other day and saw life-sized posters of Kim Kardashian plugging her workout DVD. And I thought, “Right. That’s what she’s famous for. Exercise.” But mine will be a low-impact routine targeting middle-aged fathers who hurt their backs getting out of bed. It’s called “Just Sit There with Patrick Caneday.”

Of course I’ll need a cologne — a companion scent to “Glow” by Jennifer Lopez. Mine is called “Pork.” J. Lo and I will be at the fragrance counter of Macy’s this afternoon squirting shoppers in the eye.

And while you’re at the mall, look for a poster of me posing with Tiger Woods in a Timex watch ad. Sponsorships have been tough for Tiger lately. I’m doing him a favor.

I will soon be appearing in several Top 10 Lists: Top 10 Farmer Tan Lines, Top 10 Facial Tics and Top 10 Curious Bodily Growths, to name just a few.

I must speak out against some tragic issue facing society. I choose The Senseless Overabundance of Starbucks Coffee Shops in our cities.

And I have to speak out in favor of a worthy cause. I hereby support R.A.T.Dog.S, Rescuing Abandoned Toy Dogs of Starlets. When wannabe actresses fall from glory, the streets and alleys of Hollywood are filled with more than just broken dreams.

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