caroline has raised some wonderful questions. the most interesting, and i imagine least pressing, is who, indeed, owns the identity ¨peaches¨?

some ideas:
1. the first person who comes to mind, and who my family knows but few others who might be reading this, is ashley burnett. back in the day, way back over 10 years ago, riding around in gents`s old car, the honda h-ho, ashley, sara/jeanette/other people whose names i forget now, would listen to the presidents of the united states. the most popular of their songs at the time was, clearly, ¨peaches.¨ although i believe ash´s favorite might have been ¨little blue dune buggy.¨ nevertheless, i dont think she has ever read this blog and it has been almost one year since we spoke, so i am doubting the validity of this deduction.
2. a spammer. somebody who just wants to write weird stuff in hopes of some material gain. ya, that is a b.s. answer, but what else do spammers want?
3. one of the two jim´s that i am good friends with: richvegas jimmy ¨i just got married and have been too cool for school to write will back in over two months¨ dougherty, or seattlean tron ¨not from the movie but from the real world sketch on chapelle´s show a few years back¨ saunders. both are candidates, and though i have proof that richvegas jimza at one point read this bloggy, i have no evidence that ¨the colonel¨ (saunders) has ever even seen this thing.
4. someone i met in flagstaff or san fran that somehow got hold of this bloggy site and likes to harass me. given my own penchant for obnoxiousness, this might be considered payback for something i did. however, given that i have no clue which person it might be, and keeping in mind the shere volume of peeps that i met in both places, and that i have done more than enough things to deserve payback, i am at a loss.
5. a person from georgia. i am not sure how many people i know living in georgia at the moment besides sissy, james and this slightly strange young man i met at a conference a few years ago at uga (ames might remember) who seemed to really want to be my friend. i have ruled out the first two for no good reason other than they have no good reason that i can imagine. the latter i just think is weird, so maybe it is him. also brian hooker robinson, but he just moved to vegas, which might be why i have not heard anything from this peaches cat in months.
6. aliens. i have always believed that there are some other forms of life out there. have they decided to communicate with me through the internet instead of taking me into their ship and touring the galaxy? i would be very disappointed if so. note to aliens: i´ll pass on the probing, but will chip in for gas if we get to tool around in the ship for a while. do you accept mexican pesos by the way?
7. this one is pretty obvious, and is not really specific, but someone who knows what shiprock is. who is familiar with the dine´e (navajo) rez in western new mexico? or, who has been reading tony hillerman novels. once again fingers are pointed at sissy(ames) bc now there are two solid links- georgia and knowledge of shiprock. again i strike that though bc it seems a bit random for my sister. ok, it seems a bit random for just about anybody.
8. i dont really know who reads the blog, or who has access to it. i know some of my friends have passed the addy along to others, but how far has it gone? the infrequency of the posts by this elusive peaches character, and the lack thereof in the last four months or so, leads me to believe it was a former friend, one who became quite bored with the posts and just gave up reading. if this is the case, well, dammit, there is nothing i can do bc he or she is not even reading this. and that would be a shame.
9. this is when i just have no idea but need a placeholder because all i really want is to actually get to the number 10.
10. if you have not considered 1-8 a stretch(are we even counting #9?), then this one will be as solid as if i read it in the tarot cards that i stole from seattle jim´s troy mc´clure lunchbox: me. i go through and type my own comments. but i dont do it when i am aware of what is going on, only when the aliens have recently returned me to earth and drugged me so that i dont sell their secrets to fox and rekindle the now defunct x-files. mulder and scully, where are you when your countrymen, albeit x-patriotated, need you?
E. and then there is number ¨e,¨ which as all you mathematicians know, is not a number at all, but still finds its way onto many a standardized test: none of the above.

so the short answer to c-line´s querry is no. but how much fun would that have been.
as for the rest of her questions, i shall save them for another day.

i leave you, and by you i mean peaches, which as we know now could well be me, with an offering, something scattered to the four winds under the watchful eye of a harvest moon: the few lines i can remember from another popular prez of the u.s. song:
¨lump lingered last in line for brains,
and the one she got was sort of rotten and insane. . . .
she´s lump, she´s lump, she´s lump,
she´s in my head.
she´s lump, she´s lump, she´s lump,
she might be dead¨

happy hunting