Hey, look at that! Talky Tina has challenged me to a tag team deathmatch!
She’s mostly been ignoring me. I tried to introduce her to some friends, but she didn’t respond. She did respond to my four icon challenge, but only after I goaded her into it. I mentioned another guy whose a good friend to some dolls, but she didn’t have anything to say about that. I even wrote a love poem from the guy from The Living Doll to the woman from The Invaders. What did that get? Not a peep. So it’s nice to finally get a little recognition, even if only as a second tier part of a crowd.
About raptnrent: I got the name from my keys - R Apt and R Ent for the back door to my apartment and the back door to the house. I liked that they were also words: Rapt, meaning enthralled, riveted, captivated, and Rent, meaning torn asunder, violently wrenched. I thought it made for an interesting juxtaposition, open to all kinds of interpretations.
I am sorry, Mr. Paul. It was a bit tricky for me to find out who you were in the beginning when it was the Bava thing because even though I figured you were ‘Paul’ from the Bava thing I couldn’t find your Twitter and I didn’t know your blog until a bit later. But that is no excuse and you can still come to the deathmatch and get your due. That’s okay!
Well, bye!
It’s funny the way Talky Tina has an in and out crowd. She’s no better than those madra short wearing rich kids in high school 🙂