About

I apologize for the self indulgence of this picture, but it is to be expected. My father is literally named Narcissus. Also, I am the single greatest human mind to ever stalk the earth. Or possibly the worst. History will prove a harsh but fair judge.

Normally this sort of biographical copy is written in the third person, to maintain a sense of modesty. Since it’s much too late for that, I eschew all norms and blog in your general direction.

The Complex:

This site first stepped out of time and into history on October 5th, 2004, coming to an end less than a year later, shortly before Hurricane Katrina left its grisly mark on the gulf coast. Mediocrity Complex 2.0 lasted from September 2006 until May 2008, right around the time a deadly earthquake struck central Colombia.

Coincidence?

Yes.

Or possibly not. Who’s to say? Based on the duration of the previous iterations, I suggest you gird yourselves now against some unknowable catastrophe in two years time, and of course against the eschaton on December 12, 2021.

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More about the site:

More topical than personal (you’d be surprised how difficult it is to maintain a lively social calendar when you have, in fact, been pickled by your hatred towards others), more clever than funny (and before you ask, it’s working out great for me), more random than focused (try being focused when every three minutes the world conspires to bombard you with something so inane, so absurd, that your already tenuous-at-best grip on reality quavers like so much Jell-O brand pudding), this is where my delusions of mediocrity play out on the page.

Everybody prints out all my posts and reads them while stopped at red lights on their Hoverounds™ on the way to get a Grand Slam special, right?

For years now, people have been telling me I’m a good writer. This is where I do my best to prove them wrong.

The Author:

A sundry list of things that, to varying degrees, are true about me:

So dear reader, I leave you with the immortal question that has plagued mankind since time immemorial: mouth or butt?

Proceed accordingly.