A couple months ago I did a Google search of a guy I had once worked with. A Wiki entry on him appeared high in the search, so I clicked on it and discovered he was among a long list of Mexican bullfighters, along with a mutual friend of ours with whom we once worked.

So, the question of the Day of the Month is this: what do you want your fake Wiki entry to encompass?

First thing that jumped to mind for me, thanks to Banjo’s invocation of bullfighters, was Mexican rasslin star, as I love those fetishistic masks dearly, and I have a nice pot belly to hang over the waistband of my tights, and the boots are pretty cool, too, if a lot of damn work to lace up.

Then I thought of all the things I’ve really wanted to be over the years: cattleman with my own brand, suave CIA agent doing foreign duty, smoke-jumper putting out forest fires with my bare hands, battle-hardened SpecOps badass with a sniper’s eagle eye, old-school stock-car race-car driver, coder extraordinaire who turned the internet tubes into something worthwile.

But I think, on the bottom line, I’m pretty damn thrilled to be where I am and who I am doing what I do. It’s really pretty fun, even if I get into blue funks and bloody moods over picayune crap. So my fake Wikipedia entry would end up as a martini-sipping, piano-playing lounge lizard covered up with delicious dolls from the very early 60s right before rock-n-roll tidal-waved his ass out to the big empty sea.

Which, speaking of RnR, I’ve come to appreciate you a whole lot more since you left the building, Elvis.

TCB, baby…I get it now.