As Legend Is To RL and Catera Is To CTS…
Hello Obfuscator!
As recent visitor and boyfriend of recent visitor have pointed out lately, there’s a fair amount of false names, head fakes, and general whatsis going on around here. Anyone who’s been following these goings on since (eep!) 2002 has a handle on the whys and wherefors of the name changes and trickery. Those who are new to my little mess and its legal and moral imbroglios might need a tip sheet. You can’t know the players without a scorecard, after all. As always, if you need help with something that looks like I’m making it up, just submit a comment in Comments.
Okay, here’s the weirdest stuff:
San Diego’s Omnipresent Charitable Organization: Where I used to work until a few months ago. The I.T. Department has little to do with religion and the company claims that as well. Feeding, housing, and preparing the homeless for the big scary world is the mission there (did I say “mission?” Ooops.)
San Diego’s Omnipresent Charitable Organization’s Far Eastern Outpost: Where I now work. It’s the same deal as above, except in the desert. With heat. And many wealthy volunteers who likely feel so guilty about their personal wealth that they work in the kitchen every day at lunchtime serving mushy peas to the downtrodden. An affliction not suffered by the very wealthy in San Diego County.
The Dum Dum Team: A relatively new name that I’ve given to Bruno and Uta. They’re German Shorthaired Pointers that were adopted from San Diego’s finest and most dedicated canine rescue site. They’re breed-specific, so when (not if) you find that the hole in your heart can only be plugged by a pointer, go there and adopt a fun and fun-loving dog.
The Damp Dog Lodge: My lovely new-ish home in mile-high Idyllwild, California. Bring your Harley! Wear your Tevas! Pretend you’re a cowboy! We cater to all kinds of weirdos up here!
The 1912 House: Oh, you’ve dug into the archives, haven’t you? That’s my former lovely home prior to The Troubles. Somebody still lives there.
Somebody: You are curious, aren’t you? Hated her other made-up name. See the next entry.
My Beautiful and Talented Bride: Yep, just past tense, that’s all. See Somebody.
The Fourteenth Largest Marketing Frim (by billings): I don’t know how they’re positioned nowadays, but I used to work for them doing some writing deal. Apparently I was very good too. They gave me every raise I asked for, right up until I was laid off. Did I singlehandedly drain their coffers? Um, sure I did. [cough!]
My Lovely Writing Partner: You know, I’ve been friends with this woman for almost two decades (think on that for a minute). We’ve worked at three jobs together, and she continues to fail to be annoyed. I also know that she’s neither deaf (which would help her not hear my screeching) nor blind (which would help her not have to read this crap. – ed True! – Bob) so I don’t get it. And she knows her way around a turbodiesel! Scared yet?
Have I missed anything? Comments, please.
Your best pal ever,
bob