An update.

It's been just four days, and the internet has changed fairly drastically for me.

It's that goddamn new thing from Google that I'm sure you don't want to hear more about. Ironic, considering I had in the last post revealed that e-mail had essentially broken down for me, format/usability-wise. And it still has, I suppose.

But I got sucked in, big time. Take a look, if you like. You can see my real name, if that holds some appeal for you.

They now know everything.

I've been pretty anguished over whether to attempt to scrub my last name from the internet. Or at least from Google. My mother has Gmail. And I've never told her that I've written about a book-load's worth of bullshit on the internet, including posting a fair amount of porn.

Now if you're actually here, and not just cruising in momentarily from an image search (for porn), you know that that's not exactly what I do. Maybe. Maybe you grant me that allowance. "A man can look at erotic imagery and still have a soul worth protecting," you've said. That's very generous of you. I appreciate it.

But porn may be why this blog continues to exist. Somehow, for whatever reason, I don't want it on my Google profile. And I don't want to scrub my name. My name's already out there, a few times, very insubstantially. But it is out there, and to hunt it down halfway and try to stamp it out seems silly. Lots of people have surrendered. I suppose I'm another.

But I still need a place to be lascivious, gauche, and rude on the internet.

So. If it's quiet here, it may mean I'm there. But here isn't done yet.

Thank you.