Over the past years, I've declared a few people to be "my stalker."

First, there was Jason Follas because of his stalker-ish way of chasing me down to speak at the Northwest Ohio .NET User Group. Here are some choice quotes:

Jason showed a lot of promise, but his heart really isn't in it. This quote from his very first email to me clarifies his level of commitment as a stalker:

Oh yeah! Can you feel the love?

Then of course, there was Jeff McWherter. Jeff approached me this year at Tech Ed to discuss a talk that I had given a month earlier over a 1,000 miles away. Truthfully, Jeff was just being conversational, but I jumped all over his pleasantries with cries of, "Ha! You're my stalker now buddy!" Lately, I've been questioning how seriously Jeff has been taking his roll as a stalker. Recent encounters have involved him darting around corners while I shout, "HEY! Aren't you going to stalk me!? Why aren't you going through my trash or taking distant, blurry photos of me?"

I guess that I've just been trying too hard.

Until today.

Finally, I have real stalker of my very own: Dan Hounshell. That's right Dan. I read your blog, and I saw your post.

After seeing this photo, I'll be sleeping with one eye open.

A stalker of my very own.

I've finally arrived.