What's My Name

For your convenience I have provided an anagram:

OJ drowned Ele and ran.

I can't take credit for this little gem. I picked the letters of my name out of a set of scrabble tiles and left them on the kitchen table with a note that said, "Make a sentence." Someone did. It just so happened to be the week of June 17th, 1994.

Ele is my nickname for Ella who, of course, is my good friend, Umbrella. ella ella ay ay... ay... ella.

What is this all about?

I threw an anonymous site together in 2004 as sort of a repository of raw notes, stories, ideas and pictures. I kept my name off the site so that I could really let loose and say anything I wanted.

Four years later I realized that:

A) I didn't have anything that needed to be anonymous.
B) Few people stumbled upon the site.
C) Most who did promptly left.
D) The whole thing was damn ugly and difficult to navigate.

It was time for a change.

I took out the trash, spit shined the leftovers and did my best to turn it into a typical, self-serving, narcissistic, personal shrine to myself. Don't you just love it?

If so, be sure to hit the contact page and let me know what you think. Feel free to tell me how neat I am and how amazing and life changing you found my website. No, really, do it. Now.

Please? Seriously. Maybe we can like meet up and hang out or something. I like lunch. In fact, I eat lunch almost every day. What's that? You eat lunch, too? See, we have so much in common. I knew we'd be pals! I'm so glad you contacted me via my website.

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What's My Name

OJ drowned Ele and ran.

What is this all about?

Happiness is designed to be fleeting. Otherwise, we'd have sex just once.