King of Wallingford – Revealed!

Yesterday, we reported on the mysterious “King of Wallingford” cards spotted around the neighborhood. Today, Wallyhood scoops all major news sources by being the first to reveal the true identity of this mystery monarch. In a moment barely paralleled since the revelation that Mark Felt was Deep Throat, we received a message from Evan Roberston himself, claiming the throne. The story?

The whole label of “King of Wallingford,” stemmed from a night of drinking beer and pondering what we would do if we were to win a large lottery pot. With the prospect of being a multimillionaire, most of the people hanging around the living room that night regaled us with fantasies of tropical places or penthouses in new york, typical mid 20 year old’s ideal situations, but I leaned towards a bit more eccentric millionaire stance and announced I would stay right here in Wallingford (’cause we all know it’s the most pleasant place there is), buy an entire block, build a castle, and parade around with a crown, cape and scepter, and become the self appointed King of Wallingford.

Was ever a more regal story told? New York? Nah! Paris? Perish the thought! Wallingford? Wonderful!

Having established his royal credentials, we queried the King about his plans for his kingdom. It seems he plans to rule with a gentle hand:

  • potato wedges and corn dogs at qfc will be discounted 50% for the king and his council.
  • Molly Moon’s will make a black licorice flavor in the king’s honor, or possibly a gummi bear infused chocolate.

Commendable. Not all citizens of Wallingford stand to fare so well, though:

  • Lincoln high school, in addition to the Sea Monster will no longer exist, for terribly obvious reasons.

In our own version of “Meet the Press”, we posed the following question to the King: “If Phinney and Ridge Fremont went to war, who would you side with, and why?” The question, of course, has no “right” answer, but is intended to gauge the candidate’s depth and savvy. The King’s answer reflect both his intellect and his profound understanding of our neighbors:

i would definitely side with phinney ridge, as much as i enjoy the rueben at roxy’s and the humbow at yak’s, the south end of fremont has turned into the new belltown. the bars are awful and have the worst patrons. although i hear the red door has a cribbage tournament on tuesdays. i essentially would appropriate from the buckaroo north, on fremont ave, in the name of wallingford, ’cause pesao’s has some tasty sandwiches, and i could probably enlist some sort of royal discount at american music.

Certainly no man more deserves to parade around with a crown, cape and scepter than you, sir.

  • andrew

    Cribbage tournament, huh? Sounds interesting.

  • Anonymous

    Wow. This guy is a catch. Seriously, I’m gonna start hanging in Wallingford!

  • Anonymous

    RIP

    You will be missed!

  • Sparky

    Wasn’t there an obit in The Seattle Times recently for a King of Wallingford?

  • http://www.wallyhood.org/ Wallyhood

    It looks like there was. So sorry to see this. See this link to Evan Haines Robertson’s obituary in the Seattle Times:
    Evan Haines ROBERTSON The King of Wallingford, born December 18, 1981, passed away April 16 2010. He is survived by his loving family, Nora (Eric), Neal and Coen, his dad John and a host of loving family and friends. Memorial gathering @ Gas Works Park 1:00 p.m. Fri. April 23, 2010. Long live the King!
     

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