Not a fan, Gav….
So, while checking up on my awesome profile page the other day on the “new facebook” I notice something has gone wrong. Terribly wrong. It appears that Gavin Newsom, mayor of San Francisco (and upstairs neighbor to my mother), has magically become someone I am a “fan” of. Now, several months back, Gavin and I became friends on facebook after several playful weeks of “poking” each other online. I initiated the friendship becoming his 5,000th friend. However, I distinctly remembered refraining from becoming a “fan” of his. I thought that was a bit much and was content with my fond memories of poking. In the interim, I became a “fan” of several other things that I love like my alma mater, Sean Keane, Gusher fruit snacks, and bacon. So, imagine my shock and horror one day to find that Gavin has magically replaced my fan-hood of bacon. Newsom, you might be a lot of things, but you will never be bacon. NEVAAAA! And to even draw the comparison or suggest that you are even on the same level of bacon is ludacris. Fan-hood and friendship are over.
