I ordered pizza a few nights ago, because I didn't want to cook. The No-Longer-Teenage Son wasn't home, so I thought "I can order one and have two or three meals taken care of".
When the pizza arrived, and I signed for the order, the pizza guy asked, "Don Collett? THE Don Collett?"
Yes, I now have a definitive article, just like THE Batman.
I still don't have an awesome car. Baby steps.