Wow… that’s disquietening… I was looking up myself in Google. I couldn’t find myself, but I did find a watercolour of Lyn Falls in Exmoor. Looks beautiful and is accompanied by a little note of how this little pretty stream flooded Lynmouth in 1952 and killed many people. :crazy:
In the true nature of the telling of stories, I should start from the beginning. That there was the end. The beginning dates back to me reading on another blog about people who’d lost their jobs due to their blogs (either what they wrote or the fact they wrote it during work time). I had a half hearted worry about it and then forgot. However a few days ago a friend suffered the same fate. So in panic mode I closed all my entries and am rewriting any even mildly dodgy bits.
Thus, I was looking myself up in Google to see if someone, knowing my real life name could find me on the web. Turns out they can’t, which is reassuring. Of course, anyone knowing a tiny bit about my online activities could find me in seconds. However luckily those people are either unlikely to know me in real life, or will know I’m not to be taken 100% seriously.
If you know me in real life and read this and were offended in any way – bear in mind nothing was meant maliciously and I generally like all people and organisations around me. However for the sake of humour I may sacrifice politeness for a quick gag or nag. No more! I shall be the paragon of niceness and will only complain about inanimate objects and rabbits.
My server is rather pants today so I’m writing this in Notepad whilst I wait for pages to load. Might give up and watch StarGate instead as it’s being inhumanely slow. Oh I reserve the right to complain about servers and computers in general – curbing that natural urge would send over half of the Western world insane.
That’s one main reason why I never let anyone I work with know my web site / why I never use my real name *winks*
:blush: I actually have four different aliases for my sites :blush:
Actually…. I did manage to find you on google (with a bit of detective work) – if you want to know how, email me (I wouldn’t post it here, else others will know you’re really called "joe bloggs")
oopsie *winks*
True, but with a name like Sandrine BananaGonaGon who can blame you for hiding it!
…oops…
*also ducks rotten fruit ;)*
Nooooo…. now everyone knows my name *throws wheelie-bin full of rotten fruit*
One advantage to different aliases – I have three different ‘jobs’ at TSF, yet hardly anyone knows the third one is me *winks*
I warn you now – TSF trained me to be a great food fighter *aims cream cake* (well, tis better than rotten fruit!)
I know! You always throw snowballs at me too…once a year, like clockwork. I beginning to think you don’t need much excuse!
I have ah-ha a secret identity too – it’s like Anti-Cheers – sometimes you just wanna go somewhere where nobody knows your name… *hums tune*