apostle_of_eris

apostle_of_eris's Journal

Name:
et in Arcadia egoboo
Birthdate:
21 December
Location:
Chicago, Illinois, United States
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anarchism, bali, boiled in lead, books, chicago, chicago history, chutzpah, computers, consciousness, discordianism, emergent behavior, enlightenment, epigrams, eris, faandom, feminism, fonts, food, gamelan, general semantics, gnosticism, grateful dead, hugo awards, hugo gernsback, hugos, idries shah, illuminatus!, indian food, indonesia, indonesian arts, indonesian food, japan, jewfros, jon singer, laws of form, lenny bruce, lewis carroll, mathematics, movies, moxy fruvous, nlp, number theory, nyrsf, paul krassner, reading, robert anton wilson, robert shea, san francisco history, sapir-whorf, science, science fiction, science fiction cons, science fiction conventions, science fiction fandom, science fiction fanzines, scientifiction, secret masters of fandom, sf cons, sf conventions, sf fandom, smof, speculative fiction, stf, subverting the dominant paradigm, sufi, surrealism, thrift stores, thrifting, timebinding, underground comix, used bookstores, world science fiction convention, world science fiction society, worldcon, z_to be continued
Bio
Since I'm not dead yet, I'm still getting older. It's not my fault. I compensate by agitating against holding anyone's date of birth against them. No one gets to choose. (Though I'm glad that when I went swimming at Nusa Dua I was the only person on the beach, and that I got to see Jerry Garcia on pedal steel opening for the Grateful Dead.)
Some people have thought me extreme, some ways, some times. Since I've never been anywhere I couldn't see people a lot further out that way than I, I'm less convinced.

OK, to be as sure as I can that you'll recognize me, beyond my lifelong devotion to my home city of Chicago, I'm the guy with the hair. Actually, at the moment, I WAS the guy with the hair, but (wait for it to come 'round on the git-tar again), that's another story.
If I win The Big One in the lottery, and they ask what I'm going to do, the answer is, “Never shave again.”
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