Well, I can imagine that, on the majority of websites, I would be skirting much too close, in posting this, to the border of decency separating "personal and private" matters from strictly "topic-related" communications. But, as can be gleaned clearly enough from KingSchwill's contribution, it's obviously part of the nature of the Crackyhouse site that "personal identity" be understood with an emphasis on the Latin etymological roots of the term "person" ("persona" = "mask") and that private personhood exists here above all in order to be woven into the collective "drama".
Which is not to say that I understood anything much at all beyond that in KingSchwill's posting. The confidently-proffered information that I am "enseign" and the "socks of Dana" - as well as "Simon" apparently - elicited little cognitive reaction from me beyond recalling sharply to my ageing mind one of my favorite passages from G.K. Chesterton, where Father Brown enquires of a baffled adversary why he didn't stop him with "the Donkey's Whistle" which, in all likelihood, he wouldn't have been able to counter even with "the Spots"...
As regards the other posting, however, I have to say I AM strongly inclined to make official application for the recently-vacated position of second-best friend. There are reasons enough, indeed, that speak against such a decision. Firstly, the still small internal voice of conscience does continue to insist on pointing out that the speculation that I might have a rather ignoble reason for wishing to bind myself into the proceedings of this community (?) - namely, the reason that being so "bound in" would secure for me a proximity to a certain rather more fulsomely feminine Cracky-avatar (whose particular appeal I certainly DON'T have any problem understanding) which cannot be secured for me by any other means without running a serious risk of a beating and/or international legal prosecution - really isn't that wild or presumptious a speculation. And secondly, a man whose exuberant sexual fantasies about another man's penis are freely accessible on another page of the present website at a single mouse-click owes it to himself to be a little coy about accepting offers of friendship.
The mastery of language and ideas displayed in the acknowledgement of my praise for the "Nobody ever stops loving Cracky..." piece, however, fell short in no respect of that displayed in the piece itself - and that will always be the deciding factor for me. So it looks like there's nothing left to settle but the question of my salary.
Or not...