Or, specifically – I’m not Wiki.
I said in passing – yesterday on Facebook – that I wanted my own entry on Wikipedia. T’wood make a nice birthday gift, I quipped. (Funny – when you say “What I really want for my birthday… people start wishing you a happy birthday. Have they missed the point? or just my birthday. Which, BTW, is in September.)
My sweet peach of a friend Steven dashed off and made me one. There I was. I was Wiki. I felt remarkably pleased with that.
Sadly, this morning I was gone. Deleted. Not significant ENOUGH. Ouch. Let me tell ya; that stings a bit.
I’m off now to go cure cancer. Hopefully that will get me in with the keepers of the Wiki.