I forgot what thread I asked you if you wanted to know the true story in, but saw your response C&P’d in another thread. Here it goes:
Early history:
I, Tim, read the board for quite some time (I read it back on AOL before it was on the ‘net) before finally casting my hat into the ring. A few months (or weeks, whatever) after I started posting, my car was vandalized and had the radio stolen by persons unknown. I ranted about this in MPSIMS, and in the process, posted some blatantly racist material. I was called on it, I tried to CYA, and the thread, a bobber, ended up me alternating between apologies and blasting regs (SaxFace, sorry…). It was quite a trip, indeed. Somewhere along the line, Ed threatened to ban me, and people’s opinions of me began invading other threads. So I, again stupidly, started a thread in the pit inviting all the name-calling and hollerin’ to be contained therein, so that I could post peacefully in other threads. Ayesha kicked my ass around a while, as did most other people. I quit the board for a while, and it kinda went away.
Middle Ages:
Somewhere along the line (possibly the “C’mon, I Can Take It” thread), everything dissolved into a rant on Affirmative Action. A gentleman known as beer_user took a strong disliking towards me. Somewhere else, I told a story about being pulled over, and the cop informing me that a person known as Ronald Barnhardt had been impersonating me when arrested for DWI, DUI, petty theft, bar fights, etc. Taking this as his cue, combined with a lost password, beer_user chose the name we know him by today.
Technology Age:
I found out from my dad sometime later that RB is actually my dad’s cousin. I have an uncle with the same first and last names as I, and there are three others in the Kansas City area. Apparently, many, many years ago, RB thought he would be smart and impersonate my uncle when he was arrested, so as not to besmirch his own record. He has continued to do so for a long, long time. This has been noted time and time again on my uncle’s (and now, apparently, my) records, so the cops make DAMN sure it actually is one of us.
So, Ronnie, I guess we’re cousins. Identical cousins. We walk alike, we talk alike, sometimes we even act alike. Identical cousins all the while.
Let the truth be told, let it ring from the mountaintops.
–Tim
P.S. Oh, and by all means, keep the name. It keeps me grounded.
