I’m tired so this blog post is less than it could be, but there’s a link to a better blog post talking about the same thing. Read on!
It’s a really, really small world.
Last week some random guy from PwoT forums posted on our blog.
Score!!! Strangers not only read our blog but post on it too. Most of our friends don’t read the damn thing let alone post comments. I was impressed. I found out later that he knew Stuey through PwoT. Fair enough… he still visited the blog and posted on it. Yay us.
I went to his site, read his blog (which is better than ours by far) and thought nothing more of it. I revisted his site later, and asked Stuey who he was. Apparently he lives in Brisbane and goes to QUT. Hmmm… small world. Random internet funny dude, from Brissy. In Uni. Same Uni as Stuey. Met online. Shit ay?
Once again forgot about it.
Last night he added me to his MSN… wtf? Oh well I had posted on his blog so maybe he found my ‘material’ vaguely amusing… or completely offensive. I figured offensive. Once again: forgotten.
Tonight I decided to say hello…
A: Mmmmmmmyyelllo. Who is this?
D: Lachlan Ryan’s brother.
Ahhh… so it’s not that funny guy from the net. It’s just Lauclan’s (my sister’s boyfriend) brother. Weird but okay…
D: aka ‘happy clown’
A: What?!?!
This is the username of the bloke from the internet, with the blog… What?! He then sent me to this link. The Doyle Connection.
Now for those of you too lazy to read the above link (seriously…. do it! It has some of the funniest photos from my site taken completely out of context.) this bloke Stuey has been talking to online, is in Brisbane, goes to QUT, and is my sister’s boyfriend’s brother!
Not only this but I’ve met him before. He’s been in my house. After State of Origin this year I came to find some random guy coming down my stairs.
“Who the fuck are you?” I believe was my exact expression. I might have been affected by alcohol a little, but I probably would have said it anyway. I found out it was Lauchlan’s brother and not overly trusting any blokes with my sister, proceeded to exchange a few niceities before heading off to bed.
Apparently he’s made the connection via randomly visting my website from the blog (Yay someone say my site too!). To quote tonight’s MSN conversation:
D: I spent like 2 hours comparing the photos from your website and Kristen’s site(s), trying to find conclusive proof.
When I saw the front door and the stairs on your site I thought: wtf?
I even saw the blog post of Ben and his kid, around the same time as Lachlan went with Kristen and your mum to see him. Never clicked. Shouldn’t have, they were completely separate in my mind, plus I saw the blog 2 weeks later.
A: Wow…. you did a lot of research into this post. This still blows my mind.
D: Not a whole lot of research, since so much of the stuff I’d known before – I just had no idea they were all related. Eg. Disco Stu referred to Mansfield High as dear old alma mater in the post about lollipop ladies. That in itself was kind of cool, having a pwotter live so close. But it makes sense, since I assume you went there and now Kristen does. Lots of things I’d read now have an extra layer of meaning when I re-read them.
A: Wow…. I can’t believe my blog has a reader.
D: A reader who turned out to be the brother of your sister’s boyfriend… weirdest coincidence ever.
This is kind of hard to explain… but worlds are colliding people (title reference)!! Internet people aren’t real people. People from random forums do not actually exist. Even if they do, I certainly do not meet them late one night, after a football game, stalking my home (I was shocked at first that someone was in my house). The internet and real life have no connection!
You people don’t exist!!!
Recommended Link: Penis Central – Website for David Ryan. Lauchlan’s and fellow PwoT poster with Stuey. If you’re lazy and will only click on one link click here for the blog about me involving pictures you would all be familar with but have now been spread across the whole internet
shit ay.
That type of thing freaks me out.
Might as well start posting under the name ‘David’ instead of Happy Clown from now on, given ‘Happy Clown’ is the gayest thing since gay came to gaytown.
Maybe the whole internet is just me, anyway. I’m the guy who posts on every website, just to play with your mind. Or maybe the internet is just a figment of your mind.
Ooooooo…. paranoid theories. We’ll have Bruce freaking out within hours of reading this. He thinks everything he reads could be true…
Maybe you’re a robot Bruce and you don’t even know it. Get out of my life robot freak!
And just to clarify, I added you to my msn list after I’d learnt about this connection, not because I was intent on stalking you (although I do not deny that I had it penned “stalk Aaron from olilolo” into my diary for late November).
Are you saying you don’t love me?!
I had assumed that… though I had also penned “find, and watch internet guy through bathroom window whilst grinning maniacally”. But hey, shit happens. I guess I’ll call that off now since one day we could be family (and that takes this to a whole new level of weirdness).
Aaaaarrggghhhh!!!
What I meant to say is:
Aaaaarrggghhhh!!!
*runs towards Kodak Beach, belittling penis*
You just blew my fucking mind.
[quote]Aaaaarrggghhhh!!![/quote]
That was the sound of Bruce’s mind going. From now on we’ll all have to call him Gaknar. His inner Thetan has taken over.
It burns mummy. Make the bad man stop!
This is still weird to me. I know Lachlan’s family and I know Aaron’s friends and it just seemd like 2 different worlds. Now, everyone seems to know everyone! It’s like there is spies everywhere watching me! Ahh! I can never escape my brother’s spies!