In most places I use OrneryPest.
In bicycling and physical fitness forums I use RollFaster.
In religion-parody role-playing forums I play the part of Reverend Howell N. Shreack, the Bible-thumping fire-and-brimstone preacher of a make-believe church called the Fundamental United Celestial Kingdom.
In swashbuckling adventure role-playing forums I play the part of Admiral Worthington Scrimshaw, Esquire, the supreme commanding officer of Her Majesty's fine battleship HMS Neverfloat.
When all of the Talk City web sites vanished, I started web sites on Geocities, Fortune City, and Tripod. Geocities proved to be by far the most satisfactory host. I don't even know if the Tripod and Fortune City sites are even there any more. I suspect probably not.
So, now to address the meme.
First post (or group of posts): Opinions. Since religion and politics are the two areas in which my opinions differ drastically from the mainstream, these were my first two topics.
Second group of posts: Poetry. Ridiculous little doggerel-verse ditties, actually. I think my favorite one so far is The Ballad of the Purloined Throne. I've also got a little essay about how to write poetry.
Then I discovered internet diaries, and put up one at DiaryLand. Nothing memorable here, but it got me into a community of diarists.
Third group of posts: One of my fellow diarists (who appears to be no longer on-line) got me interested in Fugue, a sort of essay-of-the-month club. Here's my first entry.
Nothing happened for a long time. My Demented Diary was happily swing along, nothing memorable being posted. Then about last July or thereabouts, Michael Gerson published an astonishingly twisted and upside-down version of where he thought moral values came from.
Fourth post: Finally, I had something memorable to post in My Demented Diary. A commentary on what I thought about Michael Gerson's monumental ignorance level.
That got me to thinking. Serious commentary is out of place in My Demented Diary. Maybe I ought to set up a more serious diary. That thought sat there and smoldered for a while, until one Sunday in church the preacher preached a sermon that exposed, in a most spectacular way, the total inability of the Christian religion to address anything realistically. So, says I, a more serious diary it shall be, and this blog was born.
Fifth post: My response to that sermon, the first Real entry in this blog.
And now, since no one has responded to my earnest pleas for volunteers to be tagged, I'll just tag five of my favorite diarists.
LA The Sage