Well, TDSH readers, here in the pics below is the mono-visioned monster itself, our new pet snake, soon to be named by one of our loyal blog-readin' friends. (No more further suggestions for names will be taken.)
You'll notice a 21 name poll at the top right on this page, and you'll have until midnight Saturday to vote for a name. (I'm allowing multiple choices just to make things interesting.) The top vote-getters will be used for the final selection as made by a celebrity judge, myself, and Paula Abdul. (Hey, she needed a gig.)
Here it is, ready for its closeup, Mr. DeMille:
The other day, the lid on top was not secured completely, and Jane came downstairs for her morning coffee and newspaper-reading ritual. (I was passed out upstairs.) She happened to glance at the TV, when up from behind it, like a slow periscope, popped the snake! (Swear-to-god-truth, so help me.) But my wife is a brave woman (hey, she married me, didn't she?), and she just laughed, put on a glove and grabbed that sucker, and put him/her back where it belonged.
I can always count on her to do the right thing. But sometimes I screw up. For example, I bought some dirt-cheap snake food from an old pet store in Dauphin County, here in Pennsylvania, near Harrisburg. They had some 30-year-old stock that they practically gave me. I thought I was lucky to save so much--until I saw my snake in the dark, after feeding it the stuff:
Now I know why it was so cheap--the shop was located near the site of this famous event.
Anyway, get your votes in! For those contest entrants who submitted multiple names, I chose only one of the suggested submissions. (I had to admit, it was hard to leave off the horrible but in deliciously bad-taste suggestion of "Prince Randian," as well as the euphonious "Freddy 'Boom Boom' Washington.") I like ALL the suggested names in the poll, as they range from the cute, the ironic, and the risque, to the openly insulting. (Not insulting to me, thank goodness.) I'm grateful to everyone who suggested a name.