Somehow I was voted in at work as Ms. Millennium after submitting a childhood picture, writing an essay, and performing in the talent contest as Marilyn Monroe. (I blogged about that in the late fall.) What does this mean? Absolutely nothing. Just a way of welcoming in our new computer catalog system. Just thought you would like to know. No curtsies necessary. No special throne or dwelling, no increase in income. But, if I wave at you with that special wave of royalty - palm out, fingers together slightly swaying - you will understand.