This must be the question. The vitality of the project depends upon it.

It has come to my attention that some slanders have been made through this medium and I feel it is time to settle the score. Tony, in fact, has no family that I know of. And if I’m not aware of it I imagine it would be very difficult for others. There have been recent claims made that not only does he have a sister, but that his sister has a nice blog, and she feels Tony should be careful. Tony has a hard time with caution.

My sister, on the other hand, has a very nice “academic” blog and will someday attain superstar blog status and I can ride along on her coattails.

This brings us to the crucial issue. Who is Tony? Who am I? What is our relationship? Do we have the same hairdresser? The answers are simple: he wears a tux, I write about him and his tux, commonlaw would suggest we are “happily everafter” but I favor the term “indentured servant,” and although I have visited his hairdresser from time to time I do not feel she has mastered the fade and so I prefer to allow my mother to cut my hair. Tony’s mother is no longer allowed to handle scissors.

I know mentioning Tony’s mother brings forth contradictions, but it was those same contradictions that brought forth Tony.