I Got a Pocket Full of Kryptonite

You gotta love Myspace. Or maybe you don't. But you have to admit it's funny sometimes.

For instance, this super person below apparently wants to be my friend. I just got her invite this morning.

Simply amazing. I've met me. I've seen my Myspace profile. Even I don't want to be my friend. Hell, I kind of look like Lex Luthor! So, how in Tom's name (the Odin-father of Myspace) is this even remotely likely?

Simple answer: it's not. Not even close.

But, who am I to say no to a superheroine who wants to read my dumb bulletin board posts? You have to visit this page just to see the toolboxes that actually think she's a real person.

And to further complicate matters, which is to say: make them even more hysterical, this person's profile says her name is Michele.... yet, she also identifies herself as Lucy... yet her page is under the name John P. Drake.

Alas, I care not.

At the end of the day, that's really quite a picture, no matter how you serve it up.