The Frog Blogger
I’ve been found again. A friend came up behind me on the train yesterday and said “Are you the frog blogger?” I’ve always known that there were enough clues floating around here that anyone who actually knows me can probably figure it out. And this isn’t the first time it’s happened. I’ve considered just posting under my real name, but I’d rather not have this page turn up as a top Google hit. So I just plug along in my semi-anonymous state and every few months, another friend pops out of the woodwork.
I’m pretty fond of “the frog blogger,” though.
