I have reached a point in my life that I never quite expected to reach. I know two people with the same name, that is, the same given name and the same surname. I suppose it’s the kind of thing that can happen sometimes – for instance, I’ve worked with an awful lot of people called John. In my time I’ve worked with a John A, B (x2), D, H, L, M, and P. That’s a lot of Johns. And I bet I’ve missed a couple.
Through the practice of EgoSurfing, I’ve known for some time that there are a number of Daniel Bowens on the web. But although I’ve got in contact with one or two, I’ve never actually met any of them, and I don’t know them as such. One of these days I will start an exclusive club for people called Daniel Bowen – perhaps do up a list on a web page of them all, or maybe even get a convention together! Just think – we could all wear nametags. We could get someone to page Daniel Bowen then all go up in a group to answer it. We could set up an Internet company called DanielBowen.com. It could be cool, or on the other hand, it could be incredibly sad and pathetic.
Anyway, now I’ve got to the point where I know two people called Andrew Mitchell. They are quite distinct people of course, they look different, sound different, and probably even smell different, though I’m in no hurry to find out. And they do different things for a living: one does Internetty computery stuff, the other is a tram driver.
Today I met up with the latter Andrew (who curiously, is the one who has a
personal web page). He was working, and we went for a spin up and down Flinders Street to the MCG a few times in the tram. It was a bit like going for a spin with a mate in his car, except it was a lot bigger, he wouldn’t let me drive it, and it costs about two million dollars.
Now, I wonder if Andrew Mitchell will ever meet Andrew Mitchell…
