Three years ago today I filed my court papers to change my name to Bix, the name by which for all intents and purposes other than those legal I’d been going by for two decades, the reduction of an online handle which had replaced my original—from slowdog to baby-X to the diminutive bx to the pronunciation bix to the leetspeak b!X (specifically The One True b!X) to the legalized Bix.
Bix dot Blog
The unsupported use case of Bix Frankonis’ disordered, surplus, mediocre midlife in St. Johns, Oregon.
No fear, no hate, no thoughtless bullshit, and no nazis.