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Google Yourself
You know how they say you should never Google yourself? They're wrong. While double-checking my CV, I discovered someone may have misappropriated something of mine. This is concerning, even annoying. I hope this doesn't turn into a deal, with lawyers and all, but it almost has to. 

And yes, I'm blogging again. Now seemed like a good time. What have I been doing since I last posted? I was cursed by an African witch doctor and cured by a elderly priestess in a little beach town. I shook hands with war criminals and swam with the barracuda. I found an orphanage for exceptional children that had neither orphans nor children, but several exceptions. I learned to use metaphors, but I'm not using them now. I passed the 200 sit-up challenge and kept on going. I waited for an answer (and I'm still waiting). I made diabolical plans which should bear fell fruits. 

I feel better than I have in years. Smarter. Faster. Energized. Awake.

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Holy crap, you're still alive.

Good to see you, you've been gone forever and I've missed your posts.

It's great to hear from you. Oh, the stories you could tell, I'm sure. A book, maybe?

Are you back in the States then? And if so, for how long?

Wow! Hello stranger! Welcome back! So glad to hear from you again!

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Okay, now that you've made us all scour Google for bits and pieces of what might be you, or who is trying to resemble you--what???

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