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I really should memorize that. When I created Wriphe.com in in 2002, I didn't realize that I would spend the next few decades spelling my email address to people who were always going to get it wrong. My bad.

Could be worse, I suppose. I have two close relatives who have Gmail addresses that are just their full names plus the creative suffix "123" because someone else got there first. (I can't even imagine what their passwords might be, he says sarcastically.)

Maybe that's the lesson here. Don't try too hard to stand out from the crowd, because if you succeed, you'll only spend the rest of your life trying to explain yourself to your health care providers. Based on my experience, they don't listen too well.

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I just discovered through Google that there is another online Wriphe who is over in the UK. (At least I think it's the UK. He likes cars, especially BMWs. That Wriphe even says "Cheers" at the end of his postings, so I know it's not me.) I think that's kind of cool. It's like a Mirror, Mirror thing. I hope he has a goatee.

On second thought, I suppose it could be a Fight Club thing. Or maybe a Time Cop thing. You know, it seems that most alternate future/phsycologically destructive alter-ego scenarios have only downsides. Why can't it be a Multiplicity thing? (I wonder if UK Wriphe is sleeping with Andie McDowell?)

Christmas time is stressful. Especially when you live hand-to-mouth and are trying to split your daylight hours between your mother's constantly-redesigned remodeling job-in-progress and puzzling through the legal and financial obstacles hazarding potential small business owners. What I've learned so far: 1) Allow the changes, but charge extra for the time that said changes cause. 2) There is way too much government interference in America's so-called capitalistic industries.

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