Sometimes sciencve fiction must step aside…

[ Very Sad Mood: Very Sad ]
… and allow that gnawing thing called Real Life to take purchase.

Today, I woke up at seven of the a.m., and leapt online, the start of a perfectly normal Sunday. Saturday-morning cartoons airing a day late on the CW, coffee steaming up my glasses as I waded through my piles of e-mail.

At about 9:30, I cleared the backlog, and decided to reward myself by wasting a few minutes in YouTube. Watched a couple of videos, favorited a couple more, then decided to clean out my friends list (roughly half of them have had their accounts suspended, probably due to abuse of some form).

When I finished that, I saw a comment from someone who, by name, appeared to be a longtime friend who had changed his username. I decided to friend him, and leave a message to see if he had in fact done that thing, for safety’s sake.

So, upon going to his page, I saw nothing there but three comments and the basic user info. I thought nothing of it, started to leave my message –

When I saw that two of those three comments were exactly the same, and the second had been the comment I’d posted several days earlier, in reflexive response…

That made me look at the second name to post the same words.

Here, I should say (without hesitation, because I know that this world isn’t nearly as info-secure as we might like) that my YouTube username is Fred13B, because of the confluence of babysitting several young children during an episode of "The Grim Adventures of Billy and Mandy" that featured a Frozen Caveman of Some Renown and my first registering for YouTube. I’ve considered taking up Truthseeker013 as a name later, but never did bother.

So, seeing Truthseeker013 as a username really shook me.

I knew right away who the most probable suspect was, and I reported the occurrence right away. Still, four days had passed with me none the wiser f this, and I don’t know ow much damage may have been done by the person using this. I’ll speak no more of him, save that I am dealing with him, in my own way. My concern is the harm my reputation may have been done.

Those who know me as Truthseeker013 know me to be a man of honor, and I don’t want that sullied on a whim. I ask of anyone who may read this and frequent YouTube to any degree that, if they encounter any posts there under that username (which I do consider mine, even though I have as much legal right to it as I do to the atmosphere) to pass that information on to me, that I might act on it with haste.

I thank you for your time spent in reading this, and any aid you may be able to render me in this endeavor.

In words of one syllable or less…

[ Confused Mood: Confused ]
WHY????

Coming in the door, I read the Comics Screed article, noticed that there are a few new X-titles about to walk in the door.

Again, WHY????

I’m a semi-regular at one comics emporium, and occasionally poke my nose into another, if I’m looking for something that my usual place doesn’t have, and one constant can be found, among all of the devotees of books from New Avengers, Final Crisis and other fun books to be had.

No one reads X-titles.

Everyone I speak to when I’m there passes them by. My last time through, when I picked up the final ish of the Dan Dare mini (which I fully recommend, along with a box of hankies), I did find one fine gent who had something to say about All Things X. He was from out of town, on vacation, making a pitstop for something to read while he longed poolside at his upscale hotel.

The words he had to say about The X were, more or less, these.

"I stopped reading them when I was a kid." (For him, about ten years ago.) "They just seem to have lost the way. It’s almost as thought they’re making it up just before they send it to print."

Frankly, I can’t agree more. There have been few bright spots in the X-titles these days and, IMO, the swansong of the franchise is the introduction of yet another Summers brother. Corsair either made multiple donations to the sperm bank, or his ship must’ve had a lot of bedrooms…

Whatever. I ramble. I end this with a plea, to any X-writers who may be reading this.

Stop. Just stop. Give your ink to the guys writing the new Guardians book.