Before I start obsessing about Moot, I'd just like to let you know there's still no name for my Moleskine! Please please PLEASE comment below or else I'll name it Florian! Gah!
|Proof that when Moot's in a caf é, no one else is|
Now look, I don't want to be him. I don't want to be the admin of a site where paedophilia, pornography and bomb threats reign over civility and self decency. Though I would like to be known. More well known that I am at the moment.
Damn. I really am a fame whore, aren't I? Ah well, you can't blame me. It's not the fame, more the influence that I'd like to have. To ask an interesting question to [as RWJ would put it] 'the forum', and to have loads of answers stream in. It would be loads of fun. And don't go judging me 'cause I know you feel like that too. You just wouldn't say.
Now maybe you wouldn't want to be an internet personality, but don't we all want to be known by as many people as possible? Especially after we're dead. Look, I'm not preparing my obituary already. I'm just throwing around ideas, is all. Everyone wants to have their five minutes of fame (or however long it is).
But I guess, whether we're remembered after we're dead or not, the human race will eventually die out and none of us will be remembered. Sucks to be us.
Hmm, I seem to be talking about death a lot recently. Perhaps I should try to avoid the topic in the next post, though it is an interesting one nonetheless. By the way, you can find out more about Moot on the NYTimes article, where the picture is taken from.
ps. I built! Gasp! Expect pictures of my latest vehicle creation to be on my 'stream next weekend!