Name(s): dimo, Cuddlefish, (unknown)
Holy Titles: Tibetan Testicle Llama of Contagion, Jumbo Suppository of ++Spikiness,
Just a Guy, The Perpetual No0b, (currently not
Occupation: Currently a full time discordian/student (the pay sucks, but the perks are worth it)
Breif Description: 29 year old Italian male from the Northeastern U.S.. Front man for
a hardcore/punk/thrash/metal band called The Paraplegics
(link at request only).
I feel that I recently went full circle, and now I am 21 again (possibly 19) giving me
a new outlook on life, the universe, and everything. I have embalmed myself
with enough drugs/substances/experiences to maintain the appearance of said
21 year old. This alows me to be young enough to consider new ideas
yet experienced experienced enough to call bull-shit on stupid people/ideas.
I have no time for money chasing/keeping up with the Jones's, as the old adage:
"the best things in life are free" holds true, no matter how many greedy fucks inhabit
this floating mud-ball.
Origin: I discovered our lady when a friend of mine (inceidentally, a Dan Brown fan. We no
longer speak) lent me a copy of Illuminatus! approx. just over a year ago. I
immediately resonated with the Discordian sect portrayed in the books, and a google search
later, I found PD.Com. "They do exist!" were my exact words. My first few months here were...
how you say, not good. But, allowing myself to let go of pre-conceived notions/ideals/ideas
and monkey pride, I managed to overcome myself. Shortly after, I was granted a land feif by
Princess KaoSuu for a small slice of the principality, out of which I run my cabal: G.A.B.Cab.
(Golden Apple Bag Cabal) which consists of few full-time members, and mostly just people
that may not realize that they are members. I Currently run operations, such as posterGASM
on campus, and have the resources of the campus newspaper, poli-sci club and some members
of the facuty at my disposal (all while not being an actual member of the newspaper, the
poli-sci club, or the university staff. In fact, if you were to ask my inside men, I don't
Rehearsal Space/Base of Operations:
Link to a collection of my, and other members, posterGASMS/Discordian "literature"