I'm Coming Out
Hi. I'm Brian.
Most of the people who read this blog probably already know that, which is one of the reasons I've decided to give up my "secret identity" of "Cinephile" that I've been posting under for lo, these many months. I initially adopted it for purposes of anonymity (I think, when you begin blogging, there's some comfort in hiding behind a mask and working the kinks out under an assumed name), but also because I liked the idea of a fluid online identity, one which was me-but-not-me, which created new characters, not so much out of fear, as a desire for playfulness.
I still like that idea, and still think it's an interesting creative/theoretical strategy. And, like Spider-Man's secret ID, "Cinephile" may sometimes still pop up here (I think Jeff (forgive me if I'm misremembering, Jeff) once referred to online pseudonyms as a George Clinton-like play with fake names). But for now, since this blog now feels more like "me," anyway, it seemed like a good time to pull the mask off.
Comments
Brian Keith, of course. You know how much I enjoyed my time on Family Affair.
Jonathan,
Remind me to call you next time I need to solve the mystery of that corrupt land/water deal and its ensuing coverup, Mr. Gittes.
1) It was totally worth waiting a bit, just to have the opportunity to make a Family Affair joke;
2) I'd like to thank Jonathan for making my last name resemble a profanity in his comment. (:
Hellllllllo, Larry! If I still lived in Florida, it would probably feel good to be out in the sunshine. Ohio in February, not so much. (: BTW, really loved your write-up on STARTING OVER today (a film I've always meant to see), but where's the "Burt on the Carson show" post you keep teasing? I've always heard about those (too young to see them live), and was curious to get your take.
And yes, sitemeter certainly helps with location. As long as you know who's I.P. is who's. So yeah, Larry, yours said "Palm Beach Post" but that didn't help too much as there are quite a few employees there and you could've been a copy boy for all I knew.
However, as someone who has loved mysteries since I was a tot knows, people leave clues everywhere, you just have to recognize them when you see them. And leave clues you did. I read a comment once on Dennis' blog I believe where you said you had grown up in the Virginia Beach area. Then you announced your birthday, and well, if you can't find out who someone is knowing their present location, where they grew up and their birthday I can't help you. I even got your middle initial "T". And don't tell me - I want to imagine it is Tiberius like Captain Kirk.
And, speaking of, your name's really not Jonathan Lapper, is it? Unless you happen to be a land-use attorney...
Right?
Welcome to the world of exposed blogging. And another mystery solved...First Larry, now you, that leaves...(I'd say, but I know Jonathan Lapper likes to figure things out.)
Also, I'm starting to wonder if I should take that caricature of me off of Blogger. There may be such a thing as too much blogging glasnost.
I seem to have picked up a flu bug from the campus, so I apologize for the brevity of this response (and the lack of new posts).
Jonathan-- you are an expert snooper, my friend! Which only proves Larry's point about your Liddyesque qualities. (: And no-- I'm Batman, you're Aquaman. We discussed this, remember?
Hey, Bob! I like your caricature, myself. I'd keep it.
Boolise-- so, when are you going to reveal that you are secretly Paul Prudhomme, posting under a false name, hmmm? (:
Roger-- I was Brian all these years, but I would've gotten even better pictures of my various superfights if my damn webshooters would've stopped jamming up all the time. Aunt Maaaay!
Hey, Dave! Hope you are enjoying (or even getting!) sunshine up in MD, too!
Emeril is really pissed.
Speaking of superheroes--so you're Batman and Spider-Man?--you might be interested in Salman Rushdie's Midnight's Children's use of superheroes. The part about the evangelist who bases his persona on Superman is pretty funny.
Rushdie, eh? I don't know-- can he make a roux? (:
Come on, man, his big-deal power is throwing glowing playing cards at people. Whoop-dee-frickin'-doooooo, as Chris Farley might say! What did Cajuns do to the X-Men to warrant that lame-o crap? (Yeah, and they changed it for the movie, so Tim Riggins from Friday Night Lights gets to carry a bow.)
I told you Emeril was pissed.
Oh. We don't talk about roux around Rushdie. It reminds him of Padma, and that's just mean.
Poor Salman and Padma-- why couldn't those two crazy kids work it out??