You know Frank, I sometimes think you might have something for SFexPat.
Actually, there is a history behind this, sir.
During the scam that wasn't a scam that rocked the internet two and three-quarters years ago, my "assignment" (never mind who "assigned") was to keep the eyeballs peeled on Doug's ex-wife and my fellow alum Skins.
Everybody else got the good ones, such as the Bostonian Drunkard.
I plumbed the depths of Doug's ex-wife's soul, as she herself revealed herself on the internet.
The more I read of Doug's ex-wife, the more I was surprised, amazed, and dismayed, at how much alike Doug's ex-wife and franksolich are.
Damn, it was uncanny.
We might as well have been Siamese twins.
When Doug's ex-wife's husband began having, uh, marital problems, I openly suggested that he contact me, because I could illuminate him about all that ailed his then-wife, putting them into malespeak, so to speak, and he could solve those problems from there.
It was just weird, really weird.
I have no idea why in real life, I'm a winner and she's a loser, though.