If you read yesterday’s post and didn’t get a chance to flip over to Didi’s blog because I’m so long-winded, today you don’t have to. Being that I’m all about easy content, below is Didi’s blog post from yesterday’s eSocial experiment. Of course, if you’d prefer to read it in its original format, you can go to

Didi’s Blog

Confession: I’ve met someone online.

And… as his nick tells me, he’s a nice guy. His other nick tells me that he’s a bit of an impractical Star Wars nerd (?) too. Y-eah. Oh, and he’s white. Not that it should matter, but I’m just saying. You know how it is… Asian girl meets white boy on internet – he gets a sweet, submissive little woman that will validate his manhood and she’s hit the BIG TIME in dating stakes (White Gold, baby! White Gold!). Writing this, I can’t seem to keep Estelle’s voice going on about her American boy out of my head.

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I’m kidding! Sheesh, you can even go ahead and ask me which part, you humourless monkeys.

What? Did you really think I’ve actually succumbed to internet dating? As one of my best friends would say (emphatically, I must add): FUDGE OFF!

On to the real thing:

This post is actually a pseudo-social-experiment type thing that my new internet friend and I are conducting. I’m not quite sure what the point of doing one is, but to get into detail on how we arrived at this would need a post of its own. Long story short, I’ve always wondered if people tend to match up to the impressions we have of them, especially when you don’t know them personally. You think you know a person well, just because you follow his/her blogs or tweets and you stalk their Facebook profiles, but is that impression that you have, the right one?

So that, ladies and gentlemen, is really the whole point of this exercise. That and the fact that I am a total dork with waaay too much time on my hands and I’ve got a willing victim to inflict my full dorky sociology-pretensions upon.

Say hello to Ted, The ever-articulate Quixotic Jedi.

Our paths crossed some months back, when I found an incoming link on my WP dashboard – The Quixotic Jedi linked here saying”…”

Qui-wha? Jedi-wha?

“WHO is this random soul linked to my blog?” I wondered and proceeded to find out (oh, the link was a randomly-automated one, btw), only to end up in a bit of a wordpress wasteland (well, at the time, the blog was using some standard 4-column template and the font was really tiny, and the posts were sparse) that featured well-crafted out personal profile postings.

“Interesting,” I thought. What caught my attention was some post (can’t remember which) that was talking about looking for women with good grammar (or something to that effect). Anyway, I left a random comment somewhere, and that was that. End of story.

My impression of the writer then? Intriguingly verbose. Here’s someone with a fine appreciation of the written word, and is a bit of a snob about it too (poetry, highly literary works, etc). What humanised him though (and therefore brought him down to my level), were his personals/dating posts. I felt a little bit sad for the writer who’d go on quite a number of personals sites, obviously looking for love… for The One, not quite finding her and yet not quite giving up.

“Why doesn’t he just go out and meet women?” I thought to myself, which made me think that this is guy that hides behind the poetry of his words. He is shy, maybe a little socially-awkward, definitely a bit of a literature geek. I pictured a dirty-blonde, 6′2″, slim guy with steel-rimmed spectacles, who wears a lot of plaid.

After that first foray onto QJ, I forgot all about it and as we all normally do, moved on to other blogs and stuff. Sometime last month, I received a random email inviting me to look at the newly-renovated site. So I did. He found me on Facebook, one day, and I was… rather disturbed. Oh my god… what? Is he some kind of stalker? Didn’t help that that was the same day he decided to post some kind of stalker manual on the blog.

So, my impressions of Ted WALL-ACE (you’ve got to say it Braveheart-style, c’mon…) today?

Ted is fun and funny. A bit dorky in a very American way. Does strange American things like go hiking (people do that?). He’s a sensitive soul (based purely on his obvious love for words), definitely a bit shy, though he shouldn’t be, and he might have a slight self-esteem issue. A bit of an attention seeker (Have you seen his FB status updates?), but then, aren’t we all. He’s also very prone to self-introspection – I can relate.

Ted is, as clichéd as it sounds, warm and kind. A family man, one who cares a lot for his friends and family – his mentions about his sister attests to that. His obvious love and admiration for her is really super-sweet. How can anyone feel threatened by this guy, you know?

I don’t ever bother making friends/meeting people on the Internet, but I’m happy to have gotten talking with a strange man named Ted, who, as it turns out isn’t a dirty-blonde 6′2″ who wears a lot of plaid. In reality, he’s actually Wolverine-esque. I don’t know if he’s as hairy as Wolverine and I don’t know if I actually want to know for sure.

Nor is Ted a stalker, thank god, so you women (especially those based in the New York, New Jersey area) interested in a certain Hyp Hyker (go figure out which book that’s from) namedTed Wallace… Thunderbirds are GO! <– Oops, a bit too cheesy, huh, Ted? :D

So, am I right in my assessment of Ted? Comment, comment, comment away. ;-)

p/s: Ted, I’m sorry if you don’t think this post does you any justice, but then my writing/imaginative skills are nowhere near yours. :D