Delusion of Grandeur

I managed to fool myself, using the interactive nature of the internet.  Earlier today I was doing a little research and googled “Battlestar Galactica.”  I was astounded by the result.  

Me?  I’m the top search result?  The photo from my recent blog entry on my visit to the Seattle Science Fiction Museum?  I try again, and there I am—on top. 

I e-mail several friends, telling them to search those words on Google, and they’ll see me.  Next, I’ll e-mail my writing contacts, and tell them of this . . . this . . . 

Wait.  This can’t be right.  Of all the millions of people who search for those words, why would they look at my image the most? 

Taking a bite of humble pie, I use a different sign-on.  Nothing.  I’m nowhere in sight. 

Of course.  I use Google Chrome as my Web browser.  I have my blog linked to my Google sign-on.  When I search in Google for something, it detects who I am, then obediently brings up results relevant to me.  Including
 . . . me. 

I e-mail my friends about the false alarm.  I’m back to being your humble blogger. 

But it’s not over.  On Monday I’ll post more pics from the Battlestar Galactica Exhibit.  This is like Linus at the end of It’s the Great Pumpkin, Charlie Brown.  Just wait’ll next time.