Today I am proud to enshrine the 20th person into Utter Wonder's Hall of Fame. A few weeks ago I set a goal to reach twenty inductees by Arbor Day. Well, low and behold Arbor Day is still two months away and already we've reached that goal. Is my hall of fame awesome or what?

Don't answer.

I can't tell you how happy UWHOF inductions make me. They always come at just the right time, like when I'm down on blogging and considering putting it on the back burner so I can devote my time to more weighty matters, like writing novels and lurking on reality TV show message boards. But then I'll get an email from a brave and courageous and chock full of intestinal fortitudinal individual who's willing to appear on these occasionally read pages, and it rejuvenates and reinvigorates and re-motivates me to be the best fair-to-middling blogger I can be.

Today's induction is also special as it breaks a recent streak of inductions of white guys. The last five out of six inductees have been white guys. Don't get me wrong, there's nothing wrong with white guys. I love white guys. Heck, I'm a white guy, and I love me. But as mentioned before in other inductions, I want the UWHOF to be an equal-opportunity hall of fame. So it's nice being able to induct somebody who although is white, is not a guy.

Now if you happen to be a white guy who's considering applying for the UWHOF, please don't let what I just said stop you. Apply away! The Hall takes on all comers, and just because it's loaded with enough white guys to start-up a moderately sized survivalist camp, it doesn't mean there isn't room for more.

But enough about white guys; let's talk about white gals. Particularly one white gal: today's inductee, Sarah Knepp. Sarah is clearly a brave and courageous and intestinally fortitudish person, for she, like the nineteen brave and courageous and intestinally fortitudish inductees before her, understands what is to be gained from allowing me to post her photograph on Utter Wonder. She's not confused or drunken with winnings from some lame internet company's random money drawing. No, Sarah believes in what Utter Wonder stands for: football on TV, shots of Gina Lee, and twins! Thus, she has allowed her visage to adorn my blog walls....wait a second, that's not what Utter Wonder stand for at all; that's what Coors Light stands for. Hmm. What was it Utter Wonder stands for again? Damnit. I forget. I know I had a slogan that explained it. I remember it was catchy, too. Sort of limericky. Shoot...

Well, rest assured that Utter Wonder does stand for something. Many things, probably. While I try to remember let's do like we always do during an induction and stare at the inductee's photo for a duration not shorter than five seconds. Begin!

One Forever Eden...

Two Forever Eden...

Three Forever Eden...

Four Forever Eden...

Five Forever Eden...

Good job. So, what do you think about Sarah Knepp's photo? I haven't been to a rave in ages, myself. Actually, I've never ever been to one. Sorry. I thought it would surprise and maybe disappoint people to find out that I haven't been to a rave, so I lied and said that I had. But now the truth is out and I think we can all move on. Right? Okay, whatever, be that way. Just please don't let my lying ruin Sarah Knepp's induction. She says this photo was taken on New Year's in Montreal. She's not sure if she was drunk yet when the picture was taken. Whatever you say, Sarah. Whatever. You. Say. While the shot is a bit dark I do get a sense of the festiveness of her surroundings. It appears there is much activity going on behind her. Perhaps that's a dance floor with crazy/beautiful light-stick waving dancers back there. Or maybe it's the police examining a crime scene. Either way, it's obvious that Sarah is having the time of her life. With her eyes closed, too, no less. Wild stuff.

So without further ado, I hereby officially induct Sarah Knepp into Utter Wonder's Hall of Fame. For her bravery and courage and intestinal blah-blah-blah, Sarah has received a signed copy of a fan letter I wrote Star Jones. You could have an induction and fan letter of your very own, too. Simply send me an actual photograph or yourself suitable for posting, and the rest will be blog history. So what are you waiting for? Send! Send! Send!

This post is dedicated to partying with Star Jones.