WHO IS Duchess Pettigrew?

Good Question. Believe it or not, Duchess Pettigrew IS a real person. She's just not me. For those of you who are wondering why I would start a blog under a name that isn't mine, I will answer: some things (in fact alot of things) in this world don't make sense and are, in fact, beyond comprehension--and this blog is one of those things.



Comprehension is overrated anyway. Knowing everything isn't the solution. Think about this little tidbit: knowledge might just be a curse and not a blessing. As Spiderman's uncle once said, "With great power comes great responsibility." So if knowledge is power, then knowledge comes with responsibility. And if you have a GREAT amount of knowledge....well, you're getting the point now, right? I think it breaks down something like this: knowledge = responsibility = death. Or it might be somewhat more complicated than that. I'm still working it out.



But I digress. And actually, there is a "why" behind Duchess Pettigrew, I just felt like blathering on a random tangent....



If you know me, then you know that I love to use a fake name whenever I can. Not because I don't like my name (although being named "Venus" might have been cool), but because I have a very common name. Whenever I use my real name at the Coffee Bean, I usually end up mistakenly getting someone's extra dirty, extra hot, skinny, 3 pump mocha latte or some crap like that because, inevitably, someone else with MY name was in the Coffee Bean and jumped the gun. To avoid this from happening, I use names like "Violet" or "Edith" or "Constance"--and by the way, fake names are surprisingly handy. You can whip them out at restaurants when you put your "name" in for a table, overseas when you are trying to be mysterious, or when making prank phone calls to your mom (and yes, I have used them for all of the above).



Which leads us, quite conveniently to the subject of Ms. Pettigrew.



I had to go to jury duty twice last year (and there's a story behind that, but perhaps for another time) and during the second go round, while I was sitting in the jury corral trying to comprehend (yes, a cheesy callback to the earlier subject of knowledge) the disturbing images and annoyingly idiotic voice over of the "Jury Instruction" film, a monotoned voice began calling out names. And one name, that of Duchess Pettigrew, immediately stood out to me as not only a distinctive, bizarre name but as an opportunity.



An opportunity to "steal" her name and slap it onto a blog dedicated to distinctive, bizarre nothings.

There's an underlying connection here from the unknown (to both of us) subject (Duchess) and the attempt to know someone "anonymous" (me) through their blog which is signed with a fake name...but that would lead us down the road of comprehension and knowledge and we don't really want to go there right now. At least, I don't. You, of course, are more than welcome to explore this theory on your own time.

So, there you go. One mystery that you can comprehend. Kind of. Though, on a global level, it's probably not going to do you any good.

Oh, and don't forget to check out the link attached to today's blog title. FUN. We can all agree on that, right?