It’s always tough to explain the whole “Falcon” thing to anyone in person, because it just seems so strange – obviously I’m NOT, and don’t even SEEM like, a falcon, when I’m talking to people in person. It’s only really on the internets that I can actually come out and explain it without myself thinking I’m a little weird. But with just mentioning my online name, Falcon, this total stranger just “got” it and basically said, well, I’m human now, I’m stuck this way, and I just have to make the best of it. If that isn’t the truth, I don’t know what is.

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I spend my time learing how things work, how to solve problems, how to fix things, and how the things of the world are made. While others are glued to their TV watching Americon Idiot, erm, Idol, I’m on the Discovery channel watching How It’s Made.

It boggles my mind that he couldn’t even get into the Air Force.

Seriously. That’s like the Special Olympics of the military. Their annual physical fitness test is to ride a stationary bike for 30 minutes.

Well… a better job would be my dream job, a CompUSA techie, paying who-cares-how-much an hour and doing a job I actually can put my mind to. Sure, driving with Pizza Hut is nice and all, but it’s the “other” duties that tick me off, like delivering to the “prison” apartment complex, delivering prank-call orders, putting people on hold (shudder)… stuff like that. I want to work with computers, like I do best. How much is that to ask?

MC Banhammer Posted:

I have an eerie feeling — almost like an Episode 3 character is being created even as we type…