There are four key components to be found in any kind of inaugural proclamation worth its salt.
The first is to make a list of key components. The second is to make the event or occasion being proclaimed appear important, momentous, pretentious, and even, Providence willing, even ostentatious. It is incumbent upon any great proclaimer to use every possible bit of overblown hyperbole imaginable, to polish and gild every pertinent lily to the most heinous extremes, to build up the importance of every minor event leading up to the event to Olympian heights and every obstacle to Herculean proportions, to create ridiculous and cloudy analogies and intensely ornate run-on sentences using so many obscure and antiquated words as to completely obliterate any scent of the possible and push the envelope of credulity past the remotest breaking point. The third key component is to quote Webster’s dictionary.
That is why it gives me the ABSOLUTE GREATEST AMOUNT OF PLEASURE (professional or otherwise) ANY MAN COULD EVER POSSIBLY EXPERIENCE (again, professionally or otherwise) to write THE inaugural blog for Boodachitaville!
Webster’s online dictionary defines “Boodachitaville” as “Did you mean Bard (Aosta Valley)(in encyclopedia)?” But it just as easily could define it as “the highest endeavor ever undertaken by mortal man, EVER!” For you see the profusion of blood, sweat, and tears poured out by, literally, every generation ever born have allowed this culminating and defining event of the human experience to finally be given birth, despite the Sisyphean exertions that have been required. While it is entirely obvious to everyone everywhere for all time that this is truly the dawn of a new age, requiring not only a new calendar and dating system and maybe even a new way of greeting each other and naming children that recognizes this fundamental shift in human understanding of the order of the universe, few yet realize what the name “Boodachitaville” even means.
That is why it would be helpful if Webster’s instead defined “Boodachitaville” as “Pretty much in the middle of no where. See Usage “Eric why did you park out in the middle of Boodachitaville?! There were plenty of spaces closer to Buffalo Wild Wings and we wouldn’t have to walk all way the from Boodachitaville! And why did you let Bob come?!!’-Nathalie (his wife)”
The final key component to writing any inaugural proclamation is pointing out that we really need money and that there is a “Help Us Out!” page to the right with the PayPal Donate button and that you should click again and again and again until your finger is bloody and pain-filled. Also there is an “About Us” page which has a feedback link to let us know what you think of the strip (which, FYI, I will not be reading until there have been sufficient clicks on the donate button. Now Eric might, but no promises. I mean, heck, I’m not gonna make him. It’s his life, and Lord knows, I am in no position to judge anybody on anything.)
Oh and don’t forget to leave comments. Gotta have comments. The internet loves comments. And LOLCats. Man those things are everywhere.
Oh and we might make a store soon.
I think we are going to sell a sock or something. Ahdunno.
OH, Dang! Forgot the proclamation. Website’s up, Guys!

–Bob