You're Standing in My Sun

Diogenes and his faithful companion Rataplan.

  I always said that when (and if) I get a tattoo it will simply be the word "Diogenes" written somewhere upon my seldom seen nether regions in order to hide the fact that I may be just as cynical as he while at the same time announcing it proudly to anyone daring to be close enough to me to see my nether regions. Also showcasing my talents in contradiction.

  While looking for a name worthy of this blog I came across a website about my hero Diogenes:

http://www.athensguide.com/journalists/articles/honestman.htm

- you can certainly read more about his sketchy life there. Above that, oddly enough, was an advertisement you could click on for a 40 something dating website. How wildly appropriate.

 Inside I found this wonderful short story: 
   "When Alexander the Great rode down to visit Diogenes in his barrel, he offered Diogenes any gift of his choice. With a scowl, Diogenes snapped back his response: "What you've taken away, you can never give me."
 

"Huh?" said Alex.
 

"You're standing in my sun." "

That is indeed the summary to almost every problem and situation I can name for you right now and forevermore in my life. You are standing in my sun. Perfect.