Handles.

My name is Paul, but I sign everything web-based with allispaul. This may give off the impression that I'm either arrogant or solipsistic. I am not solipsistic.* I am arrogant, but this has nothing to do with it.


In middle school, my friends and I had this rhyming game with our names: Ted is dead, Drew is you, Zach is wack, Paul is all. We'd just say those randomly, or repeat them over and over. I had weird friends. I think we were all idiot-savants at the time, or something. Anyway, the game kind of stuck in my head, and for good reasons, because the rhymes turned out to be surprisingly apt. Ted was killed in a freak clothing-mannequin accident. Zach, the cause of said accident, grew increasingly paranoid, believed his fingers had eyes, developed an intense fear of velvet, and was committed to an insane asylum. I am, of course, all. And you, the reader, happen to be named Drew.**

The reason that it's allispaul, and not paulisall, is because paulisall@gmail.com was taken. Now it's posted on a public website; feel free to SPAM the little jerk for taking my first choice of e-mail address!

Finally, despite my deep love for this handle, I prefer being referred to as Paul. Calling me allispaul is like signing a letter to someone else with a copy of their signature.

*NOTE to hippies: The Universal Oneness is contained within the beautiful souls of each and every human being, making us all the same. Thus, I am every other human being, and, in fact, every thing with a soul. Because everything has a soul, I am actually all. QED.

**NOTE to those not named Drew: Pieces of Mind does not guarantee any accuracy of service to readers not named Drew. Their warranties have been voided.