Ah, yes. The question of identity on the Web. I suppose that right now, I'm the fabled tabula rasa — a blank slate. An empty bucket into which you can pour your own ideas, hopes, dreams, aspirations, perversions, desires, white lies, petty falsehoods, and immutable truths. It's an odd sort of power, being a vessel for all those things.
I am what you want me to be.
Or else, I'm just some goofy guy who's writing a Blog to see what comes of it.
There's an off chance that someone reading may know me from my other small corner of the Web, where I'm the Webmaster over at The Cormac McCarthy Home Pages. But I doubt that.
And as for the girl...she's more than a casual reminder that people don't always suck. A good bit more. But, then I can't tell you everything on the first day, can I?
Stay tuned for more...about what, I'm not sure.