I think, though I'll continue to post here, of course, and still look in on a certain playwright, that I'll just stop with the blogosphere already.
The blogs I read lately consist of a guy who may or may not be about to shuffle off this mortal coil, a young guy who thinks he's the Dali Lama, another younger guy, who though cryptic in a lot of ways publishes shadowy pictures of himself(nothing prurient, mind you.), and then deletes them when you look at them. (odd) But also a guy who doesn't apparently exist, a woman who is STILL wallowing in self-pity that he stole her words, and a guy who seems to float in and out of the country with as much ease as I move from city to suburb daily. If it's believable it's not by much.
Now, of course, if a certain someone would suddenly shuffle off this mortal coil as it were, I'd be mortified that I questioned it at all, but there is so much out here that is purposely meant to mislead, to draw you into either a lie or an argument, or just to satisfy someone else's Bullshit quotient that is has suddenly become NOT WORTH IT!
I'm a busy guy folks, and I have a genetically low setting on my Bullshit barometer, so I find it a little tedious to sit down to read something and then find out the person claiming it happened is not exactly telling me the truth! Jesus!!!
I think I'm sticking with the guy in the woods and the lustful asian playwright. (though I'm laying claim to Brendan Fraser, I'm older, I have seniority.)They were my firsts and still my faves. Everyone else... have a nice internet existence. If you exist, I hope you continue to do so. If not,well, there you have it.
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Look, there is enough man meat on Brendan Fraser that he can be passed back and forth rather easily, like a popsicle. Don't be greedy.
A Brendan Fraser Popsicle.
That's licensing at it's finest.
You're on!
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