Thursday, November 20, 2008

Who Is This "Other" Erik Grow And Who Is Looking For Me?

My name is very rare. First off, there aren't very many people with my last name around. Coincidentally, there was one in my same class in elementary and middle school, but we were not related. There was also one in college, Lisa Grow, who I knew of, and finally met a couple days before graduating. Combine that with my Scandinavian spelling of the name "Erik", and I wouldn't expect that there are very many of me around with the exact same name. Several years ago, in the dawn of the Google Age, I checked around for other Erik Grows, and I found another! He was in California, around the same age as me, and apparently a photographer. I emailed him and he seemed like a nice guy. He seemed surprised as well that there was another with the same name around. I notice that quite a few people find my blog by looking for "Erik Grow" in a Google search, but almost nobody posts here that finds me that way. (Nine of the first ten search results as of right now are me, I believe.) Maybe it's people that haven't bookmarked my blog. Who knows? Anyway, the other Erik Grow is here.

5 comments:

nicnerd said...

The other Erik Grow is much cooler. Look, he has guns!

I would have thought Erik Grow would be very common.

Along the same lines I know of a boxer, a rugby player, and a sports writer who are my namesakes. Apparently my name is very sporty.

There is also a history professor.

Anyway, I want to see posts from Bizzaro Erik soon.

Anonymous said...

Oh Lord, can the world handle two of you??? :o)

Erik Grow said...

Hah! It doesn't handle one especially well, but hey, I get by. You know it's funny how much happier I am not arguing about politics for days! WEEEeee...

Anonymous said...

Yeah, I decided to declare my blog a bummer free zone and not go there for a while (at least not until something sets me off again). :o)

DAVE BONES said...

The other dave bones is a trombone teacher I think. You should see my webstats. Top is antichrist cookbook, then its allfuckin pakis,sand niggers lap dancers of various description. What am I writing about I wonder sometimes.