My Evil Twin?

Holy Crap!

email me direct at
(soopersecretbackwardstypingmode - engage!):

moc.eerpsgnillirht@cul

and if that don't work -

moc.liamg@cul.evets

Where you been?

Anonymous in LA

(Boy doesn't that sound like a Modern Lit title... something that Salon.com would recommend as the voice of an up & coming young author who then flames out spectacularly in a cloud of drugs and plagiaristic scandal...)

Apparently I have a doppelganger that likes to ride the bus in Los Angeles... said observer feel like kicking me a note and filling in the details?
Maybe that was the old me... a tulpa instead of a doppelganger?

As I've recently decided to move back over to this thing, I'l be backfilling it with some stuff that I recently had posted over on RupertSpace, so if'n ya'll have been following that as well... you could consider it a greatest hits... or most pretentious rants... whatever suits yr fancy.

Revisionist Theirstory

"I think, in time, he'll regret what happened"...

Said about yours truly regarding a set of circumstances,which, at the outset, all involved parties agreed that it was a condition of mutual culpability.
I've accepted these things, and have tried to rectify my contributing faults and generally move on.
(Barring the occassional relapse of guilt/despair, but that we can write off in part to a Catholic upbringing.)
As time has trudged on, however, it's come to light that the entire narrative of said circumstances is being re-framed to other parties' interests/prejudices so that I am cast as the villian. If this is necessary for the mental/emotional well being of said other parties, so be it.

Too bad I don't get the cool volcano hideout and league of jumpsuited henchmen.
But again, it takes two to tango, and three or more to create a lynch mob.

And then there's the matter of cowardice in such things where 3rd party spectators to past events are apparently unwilling to ascertain my perspective on this re-framing. So here it is anyway, in semi-cryptic elevated language which hopefully is restraining the level of general "whatthefuck"-edness this is instilling in yr humble commentator.

But, no one ever asked Frankenstein's monster for his viewpoint.
(Well, the novel did, but I was referring to the film and Karloff's protrayal of the monster as an innocent.
Lumbering, terrifying, and dangerous, but innocent nonetheless.)

Add the snide irony quotient of the circumstance:
Where a rigid belief in a forgiving redeemer apparently doesn't mean forgiveness and redemption are the repsonsibility of that believer.

Anyhoo... again, the answer comes in the form of popmuzik lyrics:

"Daddy,
What does regret mean?
Well son,
A funny thing about regret is
It's better to regret something you have done,
than to regret something you haven't done...
And when you see your mother this weekend,
be sure and tell her:
SATAN!"

Oh yah, you betcha.

Once again back, it's the incredible...

New toys for the Mac Dashboard... seeing if it works the way it says it should.