My Disguise
Emmett and I went over to the St. Lawrence Market today at lunch and I happened to buy this necklace from a vendor. It doesn’t look great against the kitchen wall, but I couldn’t think of any ‘plain’ place to show it.
It cost $35 and the woman is going to make me some earrings to go with it (for $12). They’ll be ready next Friday. It’s some kinda “stone” and crystals, but I can’t remember or pronounce the name.
As we were leaving the market I took some pics with my phonecam to put up here in my random Toronto pics. I know the pics are pretty shitty with that phonecam, but I didn’t have my digital on me and I just wanted some new pics.
So Emmett and I got into a discussion where he told me I’d have to let him know where my website was so he could see the pics. I said that that wasn’t gonna happen. Then if he ever got mad at me or something, he might end up telling everyone (who shouldn’t know) what my site was.
Anyway, we got into this discussion where he said that since I was anonymous, nobody would find me… my name wasn’t linked to it.
I said that people would know. People would know by the way I write that it was me. They’d read a paragraph and say, “hey, isn’t that jafer?”.
I told him that I’d written about him on my site and called him “Emmett” (which is a close version of his name).
I told him that I talk about my honey – and I’m probably the only person in the entire universe that actually calls my honey “my honey”. I do it in real life. I always call my honey, my honey. They’d know for sure it was me.
The hilarious part was that he asked me if I’d disguised my own name. Asked whether I called myself something like “nafer gerguson” instead of “jafer ferguson” (if that were my real name), and he had me in tears.
Tell me, wouldn’t that be enough to make you pee your pants finding out that Bob Jones had cleverly disguised himself on the net as Wob Cones? I couldn’t stop laughing. However, in reality, at least you wouldn’t find Wob Cones in a google search (unless of course you weren’t a good typist).
After that I did a google on “Emmett” to make sure nobody found my site through it. After going through pages and pages, I then remembered that I had un-spidered my site and so nobody should be able to find it that way either (after the last fiasco of someone finding herself written about here).
So I think I’m safe. And I had a good laugh today, and still do when I think about rafer merguson.
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