He liked cheese.
That’s all I knew about “Dangerman” when he posted to my personal site (powazek.com). He liked cheese.
Unfortunately, he posted that comment to a long, emotional story I’d told about growing up. My twenty-eighth birthday was on its way, and I’d grown nostalgic for my college days. I wrote: “So I’m sitting here on this rainy Friday, in an apartment in San Francisco, almost 10 years later, looking out over the rooftops of the city. I’m wondering if 10 years really is a long time or not. I’m wondering if this is the kind of melancholic nostalgia that old people feel.”
“I like cheese,” he posted.
So I deleted the post. It was easy enough to do. ...