"Dear Bob,
I love the site but often wonder what you'd look like if you were in your office, on the phone, wearing a Donald Trump mask. Do you think you could do that for a loyal fan?
Mary Johnson
Provo, Utah"
Thanks for the very, very odd letter Mary. Yeah, what the heck, I can do that:

You're Fired!
I have officially done everything on bobborden.com. If there's anything you'd like to see me do, don't keep it to yourself, drop me a line.
I got an interesting Instant Message from my Mom about yesterday's diary. Turns out, she's a Celine Dion fan that's partial to flu shots, oops. Somehow I feel like I have to apologize to Celine and to the influenza vaccine but I won't do it. The truth must be told! Ha ha. Sorry Mom!
I was sporting a new shirt at work this week. I have to say, I like it, it's my style and I feel comfortable in it. I can show you, this is the shirt:

Bob likes this shirt
Again, I'm at work, minding my own business and Mike McIntee takes a look at my shirt and says something like, "Hey, I didn't realize the grunge look was back." This, bobborden.com readers, was an unprovoked attack! I bit my tongue then but now, it's payback time! Instead of words, just take a look at this photo:

Pot calling the
Maybe it isn't such a great shirt after all. I believe my friend Walter said, "Eddie Vedder called, he wants his shirt back" Damn. The shirt gets no love, just like its owner, ha ha -- Oh, I'm very sad.
Time for a new contest, I call it: I WANT TO WIN BOB'S FOAM PEANUTS! You know, the stuff they use to pack stuff in.

You can WIN these!
I got something in the mail and have a surplus of these things. My loss could be your gain! To enter, please live in the United States and send an e-mail to WINMYBEEFLOG@YAHOO.COM. I'll announce the winner tomorrow. People love: I WANT TO WIN BOB'S FOAM PEANUTS! -- Tell Your Friends!
A fan request, a contest -- this has been quite the diary.
That's it. Check back tomorrow to see who won the big I WANT TO WIN BOB'S FOAM PEANUTS! contest -- IT COULD BE YOU!
Have a good one,
Bob