I have one copy – oh, all right, two copies – look, maybe three, but that’s my final offer – of Rare Unsigned Copy (Peggy Bright Books, March 2010), to give away to those interested to find out just what’s behind the buzz that’s circulating about this book. Oh, all right, the buzz that isn’t circulating, but which would be circulating if it felt like it. Which it evidently doesn’t.
A bit about the book: it’s a collection of my mostly-short, mostly-humorous, heavily-pun-laden SF, fantasy, and horror stories. It’s been praised for its suitability for reading in short bursts, by those of brief attention span or those who just really don’t like words very much; it fits comfortably in the hand, making it a convenient projectile weapon for purposes of non-lethal crowd control; if carefully covered in aluminium (or, in the USA, aluminum) foil and painstakingly decorated, it’d make a passable and fairly inexpensive imitation of one of those fancy e-readers that seem to be currently trendy; it’s also ideal for anyone with a kitchen or dining-room table with one leg 14.34 mm shorter than the other three. So, pretty useful to have around, you’d have to say.
What do you have to do, for a chance to get your hands on this book? Last time I offered a free copy, I demanded considerable effort on the part of the entrants: namely, the solution to the name-pun inherent in ‘Martin A. Fairdig’, the chef in my Gordon Mamon murder mystery Single Handed. It took a week for anyone to arrive at the solution, and likely would have taken considerably longer if Thoraiya hadn’t enlisted the help of her Swedish pirate pals. (The answer, incidentally, is that maten är färdig is the Swedish for ‘the meal is ready’, hence the relevance of Scandinavian sea-bandits to the solution process.) This time around, it’s unlikely that you’ll need to appeal to any foreign offshore mercenaries for assistance…
I’ll keep the competition open until the end of June. I’ll select one winner from all responses received, as comments to this page, by close-of-business on June 17th (ie, midnight Australian Eastern Standard Time); a second winner from all those received up until COB June 24th; and a third from the full set of responses, up to and including those received by midnight July 1st (just so those in the chronologically lagging western hemisphere do not feel, for some reason, slighted). Each winner gets a free copy of the book. Postage included, if they provide their postal address upon request. (And yes, delivery without a postal address could prove challenging…)
And what do you need to do?
Well, I’ve been impressed by the usefulness of Google as an unprecedentedly powerful tool for self-discovery. If I hadn’t Googled myself, I would never have known that I was a Brisbane-based hitting coach, a DJ, a Scottish rugby player, an underwater publicity officer, and the voice behind a character in a Scooby Doo episode. But the most illuminating and informative link about my namesake(s) is sadly no longer extant: the statement ‘Simon Petrie is an insane asylum patient, living the fantasy that he has a long-lost brother who will save him from the hospital‘ seems to have gone the way of the dodo, although identification of ‘Simon Petrie’ as a character in the movie Due Diligence (from which the previous snippet formed part of the synopsis) is still to be found.
But enough about me. What secret shame does Google reveal of your hidden past? Give your answer in a comment, and if it’s sufficiently entertaining I’ll put you in the draw to win a copy. I’ll keep the comments hidden for blackmail purposes, but I’ll post winning entries so the other contestants can see what they’re up against. Genuine names only, please – if you’re claiming your real name is something along the lines of Mickey Mouse, Eccentrica Gallumbits, or Frodo McBaggins, I’m afraid I’m going to require fairly stringent documentation, including birth certificate, a cross-referenced set of polygraph results, and a DNA sample at the very least. (Apologies, in advance, if your name genuinely is Mickey Mouse, Eccentrica Gallumbits, or Frodo McBaggins; but I’m guessing, if that’s the case, that the verification strictures I’m putting in place aren’t going to rank among the greatest of your worries.) And, just to ensure that ‘John Smith’ doesn’t have an unfair advantage, in the Googling stakes, over ‘Milo Q. Zlatyborstonovic’, what I’ll be looking for in a winning entry is your description about what makes this particular bit of Google self-discovery amusing, poignant, or weirdly illuminating.
Oh, and if I only receive two entries all up, it doesn’t mean one contestant gets two copies. Unless they can prove they have a kitchen or dining table with two short legs.
So. Your time starts: Now.
UPDATE: I’d originally decided to keep entries/comments off display, but since I’ve been unable to find a way through WordPress to hide comments (without just keeping them in the ‘moderation’ queue for up to three weeks, which seems untidy), I’ve now opted to publish comments publicly on the contest page, once I’ve identified them as ‘not spam’, not obscene, and not the work of evil trolls – apologies in advance to anyone bearing a name such as Trolli Pornhump McSpammer, or similar, who might in all innocence find it difficult to get past the various filters…
UPDATE (July 3rd): The contest is now closed, so I’ve deactivated comments. Thanks to everyone who entered – congratulations to the winners, and my commiserations to those who missed out!
I believe that I have become a religious institution. Self googling reveals that Ross Temple is a baptist church in Macon Georgia. I am a big bland structure with a very large front veranda.
There is also a Ross Street Temple in Vancouver and the town of Ross OH also has a baptist Temple that turns up when I google myself.
“I guess it’s a good thing that the firm didn’t find out that Robin and opposing counsel, Matt Cowens, had improperly, unethically and illegally orchestrated the entire trial before hand, so that they could look good and win advancement in their careers”
Pre-google I did not know that I was a corrupt lawyer who colluded with Judd Nelson in courtroom histrionics
I am a library.
This is an exciting thing to be (even if I am located in Massachusetts) and I have my own gospel choir. Hallelujah!
But I have been so much more throughout my life. Strange that I would have forgotten these things, but looking back…
In 2001 I featured in Bullwinkle (a chess club)’s quest to win the ‘Brass Razoo’. No, really. The photo is uncanny. (http://www.webchess.org/brass%20razoo.htm)
In 2004 I dabbled in writing and was the author of 4 botanically themed graded reader books (not available in Massachusetts but nevertheless on shelf at most Australian public libraries — in fact, not a single one out on loan, anywhere).
From 2006-2007 I was an administrator at O’maley Middle School in Gloucester (again, Massachusetts) achieving 30 out of a possible 30 on ratemyteachers.com (“i love this man and he’s amazing and me and erica love him” / “he told me i was his ‘shining star’ and made me cry when i left the school”)
Since 2007 I have styled myself as an actor (casting age: 25-35) with a penchant for children’s television and pink writing. (IMDB review: “’oh my gawd’ was this show embarrassing. I have put up with crap like Saved By The Bell and Sabrina but this is the worst piece of television I have ever seen”)
Since 2008 I have followed a parallel career in spazz jazz, and have 3 digital albums for download: ‘Alcidez’ (with 15 tracks imaginatively labelled ‘Alcidez 1’ through ‘Alcidez 15’); ‘Ligeia’; ‘Just a Feeling’.
2010 has been a good year. I’ve played drums for the Avett Brothers (they have a lead banjoist) and a few months ago I was named ProPaintball.com’s player of the week (position on the field: ‘Doritos and up the gut’).
Life is peachy — hey, I’m Kawai’s ‘King of the Hurdles’ — but even if it all goes pear-shaped I know that, no matter what the future holds, I’ll always have my books…
Eh. Best I’ll probably find is some odd comment on Usenet from 15 years ago.
Ha. I found this, on the second page of results!
Simon Petrie
… LJ – Jenny Blackford · LJ – keikomushi · LJ – Matt Cowens · LJ – Matt Kressel · LJ – mikandra · LJ – Monissa Whiteley · LJ – navicat · LJ – Nyssa Pascoe …
simonpetrie.wordpress.com/
(Actually it’s embarrassing because I had never noticed the link before)
Well, to be fair, it’s not as if this is a widely-known blog – I suspect it’s chiefly visited by those keen to find out more about the Scottish rugby players, off-Broadway actors, DJs, criminology professors, tennis coaches, sculptors and fictional asylum inmates who are my alter egos… of course, I’m hoping ultimately to change that, but these things take time.
I visit it though. I should have noticed the link
There are no other Lucy Zinkiewiczs on this planet. I am all alone (*sob*!)
I was identified as the skeletal remains of a homeless woman found buried in a secluded area a few feet from the Tuolumne River near John Thurman Field in west Modesto, CA. I disappeared in 2007, but now I’m found. Oh, joy!
I am also a young, high school track star known as the Tennessee Runner. My stats are pretty impressive considering I once jumped over the hurdles the wrong direction and prayed just to make the sand pit in long jump.
I also seem to have a considerable criminal record and found several of my own obituaries.
Thanks for the rainbows and sunshine experience, Simon. I think I need your book just so I won’t go shoot myself in the head now:)
Lucy: yeah, I was never going to win this one, either. LUCKILY I already won the other one, MUAHAHA!
Oh, and Simon, I thought my husband was choking to death in his bed the other day, but he was just reading your book. In between great gasps of laughter, woodpeckers may have been mentioned…
Glad to hear it wasn’t choking… but the woodpeckers had me mystefied for a few minutes, because I couldn’t recall where I’d put them. Now I remember…
In the late 19th century I was designing buildings in New York:
http://www.nyc-architecture.com/SOH/SOH049.htm
I was killed in Iraq in 2006:
http://www.fallenheroesmemorial.com/oif/profiles/whytenicholasj.html
This didn’t stop me reminiscing about meeting my wife on a cruise in 2008:
http://www.herald.ie/entertainment/around-town/lost-love–cindy-from-denver-searches-for-her-dream-man-after-holiday-romance-in-temple-bar-1542205.html
And then I launched a Christmas appeal in my Lincolnshire supermarket:
http://www.granthamjournal.co.uk/news/features_2_1722/supermarket_launches_christmas_gift_appeal_for_disadvantaged_children_1_24401
But they found out I was fiddling the housing benefit near Manchester:
http://www.messengernewspapers.co.uk/news/3934412.Altrincham_man_found_guilty_of_benefit_fraud/
And then I stabbed someone in Scotland for stealing my heroin:
http://www.accessmylibrary.com/coms2/summary_0286-36021780_ITM
But I end with good news – although I started my high school in Jamaica as a remedial student, I graduated top of my class last year:
http://www.jamaica-gleaner.com/gleaner/20090907/lead/lead2.html
I am a British wild life photographer, based in Norfolk, where I live simultaneously in Greater Yarmouth, Rugby and Walton-on-Thames.
When in Britain I sail, and was disappointed to finish third in the December 2006 Hayling Island Sailing Club regatta.
I also moonlight as a project manager (chemistry) for the Hudson River Environmental Conditions Observing System (part of the New York State Dept of Conservation) and publish numerous scientific papers.
Separately, I maintain a residence in Maine.
Within NZ in maintain a Bebo account with a group of complete strangers, possibly due to growing up in Putaruru.
I post my NZ photography on Flickr.
Independent of all this in circa 1999 Statistics New Zealand congratulated me by personal letter on becoming a New Zealand citizen. A long standing acquantaince, working at NZ Immigration, confirmed I had immigrated here earlier in the decade.
I maintain a clone and visual isomer for compatible spare parts, but for convenience he uses a different name.