I did not do it!

Sometimes a minute of inattentiveness can change your life forever.

Yesterday, my friend and management team member, the incomparable RU Sirius, America's Cultural Icon, wrote me a mail saying that he had copy-edited our pajamanation website. RU has some subtle manoeuvers in semantic darkness that make a text suddenly seem reaching out to you. He also asked me to pay a small bill on penpal. I had not heard about penpal before, but thought it was probably something San Francisco like, that was the writer's or artist version of paypal. So I logged into the site, accessed and immediately registered. It asked for my name, my day of birth, my year of birth, my month of birth, my address and it went into a new screen. I was expecting it to ask for my credit card when an extraordinary question popped up: have you finished high school or more? As I was just having a telephone conversation on the other end, I just indicated that I had 'more' and then the second question came: what sort of friends are you looking for? I did not really know what to reply, so thinking of Ken I said, 'writers'. Then I was logged in.

Later Ken send me a mail saying, of course, that he meant Paypal. To my amazement I went back to the site I registered in and found myself between teens and preteens from Alabama who exchange extraordinary items of information such as : 'hi I am josh and I have a cat.' Then I saw myself, a white male from Belgium, 50 years old (!) saying 'I am looking for writer penpals' please respond to my address w@pajamanation.com. There was also an automatic mention 'yes I am availalable in a chat room'. Oh my God.

Ken, man, I could go to jail for this. The site is in Texas!!