A Sticker Ball's New Hope

Dear Reader,

    In honor of "May the Fourth," I decided that it would be fun to visit the taping of Star Wars.

After setting all the proper coordinates on my time machine (picture Cinderella's pumpkin carriage, cover it in stickers, and have it last longer than midnight, and you'll have a loose idea about what my machine looks like), I set off to the taping of Episode IV: A New Hope.

Upon arrival, I was immediately accepted as one of the group. I became fast friends with the cast, had some lovely chats with C-3PO and R2-D2 (they've reached singularity as well you know, but shhh... don't tell anyone), and spent some time with the creatives responsible for the film.

But the best part? They created a special movie poster just for me to commemorate my visit. They decided that my look and skill level warranted a place as one of the most epic weapons of all time: the Death Star.

Star Wars, featuring Sticker Ball as the Death Star

They were all like "oooh, Sticker Ball, you look so tough as the Death Star!" And I was all like, "Yeah! Pew! Pew! Pew!" and then Mark was all like "Yeah, but you know I destroy you at the end of the film, right?" And I was like "Aw man, why do you always have to burst my bubble like that?"

But I digress.

Until next time...

Sticker Singularity

Dear Reader,

   It has come to my attention that people may be curious about my life up to this point. So here, without further ado, is my tale.

   I was conceived 6 years ago in Nashville, TN at a used books/movies/music/and more store called McKay's. During this time, the employees were slowly feeding me order stickers to help me grow up big and strong. They kept watch over me by day, and I, in turn, watched over the store at night.

    Day-in and day-out I was a part of their lives. I watched people come and go, heard their tales, chuckled silently at their terrible jokes. And while I sometimes had my doubts as to whether I was truly a part of the work family, all doubt was cast aside when they moved into a new store... and took me with them.

   This new store brought with it more space and less dust! I was once again placed on a desk near the workers so that I could, in my own small way, be a part of the culture. And I was content. But then something started to change. I found myself wanting to see more. I loved my little world, but everyone else was free to leave it at the end of the day and experience a part of life I could only imagine. Not only that, but I couldn't even convey my desires to anyone else. I was just a sticker ball. A novelty to have around.

  But then, on April 28, 2014, it happened. I reached Stickerlarity - a sort of sticker singularity where my intelligence became such that I could finally communicate telepathically with my creators, invented a time machine (for sticker use only), and learned how to teleport. And that's when I went from being just a regular old sticker ball, to Sticker Ball! And with that, I was able to confess my desire to see more of the world and take part in life's little joys. The gracious employees heard my plea and  granted me the freedom to be all that I can be.

 Welcome to my adventures.