A nice MySpace coda.

Most of my bookstore co-workers don't know my last name, and they've never seen me with a goatee. That makes for some wariness when they get a MySpace friend request from "Griner" with the same picture I use on this blog (the "Homeless Griner Gets a Meal" photo, as Bill so aptly put it once).

So I enjoyed this response from a guy I work with in the cafe quite a bit:

man it took me a few minutes to realise whos myspace this was. u look like morgan spurlock from super size me in that pic and i didnt know what griner meant. so i was thinkin, morgan spurlock wants feed me ice cream and grind me? what a strange mfker

On that note, have a great Thanksgiving, everybody!

Wait, has anyone else heard of this social networking thing?

I've been somewhat, not really, kinda updating my space on MySpace, and I realized some of you might not even know I was on there.

I won't be replacing this blog with it or anything, but I figure it's about the best way for people in the world at large to find me these days. If you're on MySpace, feel free to "friend" me. And for the love of god, someone please post a comment on my MySpace page...I look so unloved.

(I've also added my MySpace page to my links list on the bottom left, just above my completely inactive zombie blog.)

On a similar note (and because I'm actually paid to do this kind of thing), I've been playing around with Orkut.com, a social-networking site run by Google. It's vaguely similar to MySpace, but it's much more refined-looking and clean. Truth be told, though, it just doesn't have a lot to offer once you're set up on there. MySpace at least has the gawking factor of looking around at millions of strange people with no sense of design aesthetic.