  I don't know what it was about today, but I swear, everyone had a second face on. I've noticed it more and more lately in general, but today was outstanding. I'm a good judge of character on most occasions, though I have to admit lately I've made some rather substantive boo-boos, and today the radar was fully functional. Either that, or people just don't care to bother hiding it any longer. For fear that someone I'm talking about happens across this blog, I can't really go into detail.
I really wish I could. I've just typed and erased three paragraphs because I didn't like the implications if, say, someone from work hopped on by sheer dumb luck. But I will do is this. I will tell you that I try my best not to represent myself as someone I am not.
Not for any reason under the sun. If I tell you I live and die by the Cubs, I do (and I'm not watching the game tonight because the last couple I didn't watch, they won and the last couple I watched, they lost). If I tell you I tend right of center but honestly consider what people have to say from all sides, I'm telling you the truth. If I say I've read or seen something, I have and would love the opportunity to discuss it with you. If I start discourse on a subject, it's because I want to discuss it and hear your side of things.
If I tell you have have pages of notes from the first two days of the Democratic National Convention (and will continue to take them for the next two nights), I do. If I express an opinion about something, it's because I formed it, not that I read it somewhere or heard it from some talking head. It is I, me, myself, who you see here. I am not lurking in a shadow. I am not morphing for the benefit of either the comfort of another or the support of the same.
I may not really care where we have dinner, but I assure you I am not tractable. I spent time in a relationship where I was not myself, and I have resolved never to do that again. I am myself because it's too hard to remember whom I am supposed to be for whatever person I'm talking to at that moment. I like a good wine, but I enjoy Dr. Pepper. I listen to everything from Salsa to Classical to Classic Rock, you name it. I love having nails and painting them, but I love any opportunity to break them doing something fun and tomboyish. I can use the word "comprise" correctly in a sentence, but then choose to express myself in blue. I'm a smart woman who does really stupid things sometimes. But I will never tell you anything different from who I really am.
Don't get me wrong. I don't tip my hand. I believe in mental reservations and exercise them regularly. I know more than most think I know, and I play games when the circumstance requires. But I have to admit there is one place where I play as someone other than myself, more for the protection of playing there without others with whom I played online taking that forum away from me.
But, other than the name, the person, ideas, and ideals expressed there are me. And after today, I'm wondering if that one disguise that I don from time to time, though well-intentioned, should be pushed aside so I can stand tall in my defense of me as myself, and not some facade. Sorry. I'm just in a mood today. You know, I just changed my mind. I'll give you one example. I was accused today of adopting support of Embryonic Stem Cell Research solely because of Ron Reagan's speech last night.
That could not be further from the truth, and anyone who knows me would know where I stand. I am a scientist by nature and love the idea of exploration of any kind. I was raised in a Catholic parish that included a well-known right-to-lifer, and as a result I have become an advocate of those who currently walk this earth when they are weighed against those that may someday walk this earth.
I am not jumping on a bandwagon, though Reagan's speech did stir me to action. Meanwhile, back on the ranch, let's just say there was a prime occasion today where this person said something and did something entirely in opposition to a position taken only moments earlier. Before you tell me I'm not me, get to know me. And if you dare to tell me who you are, you'd best be right, 'cuz I'll figure it out. urlLink Read more! 
