Today the young new media elites over at Grand Text Auto invited me to join their fraternity, and I eagerly pledged. The initation ritual involved masks, blue margaritas, an Atari 2600 Joust-to-the-death battle (I did just barely win, thankfully, and Nick was incinerated in the lava pit), and some things I'd just rather not discuss (let's just say they involved Hamlet on the Holodeck, Afternoon, a story, Lev Manovich, and more than one goat — it wasn't pretty, I can assure you of that). This means that I'll be doing some split personality blogging. I'll join the thriving discourse community over there at GTA for my more serious, if nonetheless informal, new media musings, while over here I'll keep everyone up to date on my niece and nephew, adventures in toyland, Stockton related course stuff, personal accomplishments, identity crises, gardening, political rants, etc. We'll see how it goes, I think they can kick me out during the first semester, but I couldn't be happier to be joining Michael Mateas, Nick Montfort, Andrew Stern, and Noah Wardrip-Fruin in the blogosphere (or is it noosphere?).