The Count

Sometimes, a day starts out like any other day and then turns into something unexpectedly magical. Today was one of those days. It started out with a twitter conversation about breakfast cereal initiated by @klr7. You can see our conversation below:

[blackbirdpie url="http://twitter.com/#!/klr74/status/105675068029407232"]

[blackbirdpie url="http://twitter.com/#!/uppoppedafox/status/105679090790576128"]

[blackbirdpie url="http://twitter.com/#!/klr74/status/105681160054636544"]

[blackbirdpie url="http://twitter.com/#!/uppoppedafox/status/105685830894497793"]

I must admit that I was rather proud of that last tweet and figured that the conversation had peaked. But no, my friends, it had not. Later in the day, I received the following response to my tweet:

[blackbirdpie url="http://twitter.com/#!/Count__Chocula/status/105796704212750336"]

That's right...Count Chocula tweeted me and told me that I've always been in his heart. And if that wasn't enough, a few minutes later I received an e-mail informing me that Count Chocula was following me on Twitter. A dream was realized today...a dream that I didn't even know I had.

My 6 year old Count Chocula lovin' self now thinks my 42 year old Grape Nuts eatin' self is pretty damn cool.