The Lamscape

Recently I found my name associated with a “writer” who calls himself N.A. Hole (do you get the humor, N.A. Hole, as in “an a-hole” - which is a euphimism for the anal sphincter).  I requested that Mr. Hole include neither my name nor a link to my site on his Web page and let him know that were he to continue to denigrate my name through such an association he would face some rather harsh consequences.  I detailed a member of my staff to determine Mr. Hole’s compliance with my wishes and have learned that my request has been totally disregarded.  Therefore, I have no choice but to expose Mr. Hole for what he is: a no good cad and a generally bad person.  Here goes.

Mr. N.A. Hole is a cad.  He is also a generally bad person.  I requested that he not include my name on his Web site but he ignored me.  That makes his a big jerk.  I don’t like Mr. N.A. Hole and suggest that you not either.

Full of seething fury, I am . . .

ANDY LAM!

Today, someone called “rexovummundi” (don’t you just love the clever names people hide behind online?) posted a link to my earlier blog entry about wanting to talk to angels. Here’s what he had to say “No, not hot chicks, but the ones with wings and harps. He has tried some pretty stupid things and has filled his site with totally illogical posts and links. He needs help, but not the kind he is asking for.”

I wish Mr. Mundi - and others of his ilk - would accept the fact that some of us aspire to higher dreams than playing a bit-part in a three egg omelet!

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