I can’t believe I missed my anniversary. Not my wedding anniversary, of course — we know from stand-up comedians that men never forget those — but rather my anniversary as writer of the Copyblogger Weekly Wrap.

The first Wrap ran on March 27 of last year. With the exception of the time I got fired and replaced by Johnny Marr of the Smiths, I can now claim to have brought hundreds of thousands of people a small piece of inanity for a full year. Which is way up from my previous level of annual inanity.

So, like, happy anniversary or something. Where’s my cake?

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I always find myself having to explain what it means to have “internet relationships.”

Last month, I went to South by Southwest. Next month, I’m going to Blogworld (I’m actually presenting at Blogworld, but sadly don’t have enough people “interested” on my event page yet — hint, hint). I go to these events, and I meet people I’ve only known through email. Or from Twitter. It’s fun.

But when my everyday-life friends hear this, they say, “You go to meet people you know from the internet?” and then give me wedgies and steal my lunch money.

I don’t have a solution to this. I just thought I’d share.

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A week ago yesterday, this post ran here on Copyblogger, all about how I’m actually a woman. Not coincidentally, a week ago yesterday was also April 1st, widely known as April Fool’s Day. So, the whole thing was the drunken brainchild of me and James Chartrand, who actually did make that revelation for real. (In fact, that’s James in the photo that goes with my post).

I tried to make that post as ridiculous and over-the-top as possible, but I still got several comments, messages and emails saying, essentially, “You go, girl!”

So I guess I should make it clear that I’m not actually a woman. I have watched every episode of Sex and the City, though. Don’t look at me like that. There’s sex in it.

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My 6-year-old son has become completely obsessed with playing Super Mario Bros. on our Wii game system. A regrettable side effect is that I hear that music in my head constantly and now see everything in terms of Mario.

For instance, the other day I was negotiating a crowded store and I thought how the correct way to deal with the situation would be to jump on the heads of everyone who was in my way, or perhaps step on a turtle so that it went back into its shell, and then hurl said turtle at the crowd to thin it out. Seems in real life, neither of these approaches works very well.

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My name is Johnny B. Truant.

You might know me from stimulating enterprises such as The Badass Project or my own infamous blog, or maybe even the Copyblogger Weekly Wrap.

What you might not know is that I’m a woman.

This is not a joke or an angle or an analogy — I’m literally a woman.

This is my story.

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My birthday was on Wednesday (I turned 17 and my dad says I can drive his car to the prom – SCORE!), and I got about fifty billion of those little Facebook notifications of people writing on my wall to say Happy Birthday. Got a ton of tweets saying the same. And now I think I get it. Mark Zuckerberg isn’t any kind of a genius who recognized the need for a comprehensive network of interpersonal connections.

Clearly he was just a guy whose birthday was perpetually forgotten.

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