Discovery

Holy shit. I've been discovered. Found out. This is where life imitates art that imitates life. As you know, I derive my name THE MACHINE from the movie 8 MM since the similarities are staggering. It's been an inside joke only known to a few close friends and all you fucking nose-pickers out there who waste their time reading this blog. But holyfuckingshit - someone fucking called me on it today in class of all people. MARISSA, the Mex-Can chick I mentioned the other day, decides to greet me this morning by saying "Hi MACHINE, how are you this morning?" - at first I ignore her since I don't bring this side of my life into my professional dealings, but she kept pushing the topic. She started up again and said "So, MACHINE how have you been? Do you know WHY I'm calling you this name?" Oh shit. Either word of mouth has traveled all the way here and she's heard it, or she's perceptive as fuck and put 2 + 2 together. Turns out she did the second. "Uh - lemme guess - you've seen the movie 8 MM and I remind you of the freaky snuff film dude, right?" I shot right back at her. BINGO. Turns out she went to some porn shop over the weekend to stock up on smut when she saw a bondage mask for sale on a mannequin, and automatically thought of me. Mind you, 99% of what I think DOES NOT get vocalized while I am in a professional environment, or in a situation to where it can be used against me. I haven't worn anything to give anyone that impression either, aside from an IRON MAIDEN t-shirt yesterday. Practically anybody can wear one of those things and there's no connection between the two. Once she saw that she was right about her hunch, all day she was tripping on it and smiling at me every time she glanced in my direction. I told her I got the name since the film first came out from the crew I worked with at Andrews, however I wanted to know how it is SHE figured it all out - she explained it was nothing particular, but she could just 'tell' from looking at me. Heh. If some people have that talent then more power to them I suppose. So I asked her if she had any work for me, or knew anyone who was interested and she just smiled as she said 'no'. Perhaps that's the reason why I've been getting dirty looks from some of the fucking assholes in this class without any real justification? Word circulated before it caught up with me how much of a freak I am without me having to say or do anything. Well that's cool I suppose - I mean if word falls on the right ears, I just might have some fun out of this trip after all. We'll see.