Bianchi was cool enough to post a link to my site from the Recycled Cycles blog. In doing so, he inadvertently misspelled my last name as Speigal. No worries, it happens. If it weren’t for the bike brand Bianchi, I’m sure I’d butcher his, as well. A quick email and it was fixed. Then, I get a couple notices in my mail – one today, one yesterday. They’re to let me know that packages containing my books for this quarter are awaiting me at the post office. That’s not the important part. The important part is that one of the notices is for Kevin Spiegle and one is for Kevin Speigel. Jesus. Not knowing how to spell my last name is one thing, but when it’s written down on the package right in front of you how can you not copy it correctly unless you’re illiterate? No, screw that. You don’t even have to be literate. It’s like copying a damn stick figure at that point. Make sure all the lines and loops look the same and we’re good. It’s not like nobody has ever heard of the name Spiegel, either. In addition to being a newspaper in Germany, it’s a women’s clothing catalog that you no doubt received a copy of this Christmas. In fact, my extensive research (fine, I went to that nebulous shrine of dubiously correct information – Wikipedia) has shown me that the catalog has been around since 1905. 1905, people. That’s a whole goddamn century to have learned how to spell my name. Get on it!