Gabriel Barcia-Colombo

12:11am
Eliot
one sec… let me check
12:13am
Eliot
whats your email?

12:13am
Gabe
yobitchassho@homail.com

12:17am
Eliot
sent

12:17am
Gabe
hah

12:17am
Eliot
u get it?

12:17am
Gabe
what did you just send to yobitchassho@homail.com

12:17am
Eliot
check

12:18am
Gabe
hah
i dont actually own that email address

12:19am
Eliot
u dick!
haha

12:19am
Gabe
you thought i owned the email address yobitchassho@homail.com?

12:19am
Eliot
i hope i dont get any junk mail from them
hahaha
yeah… why not?!
common… whats the real one

12:19am
Gabe
your opinion of me is terrifying

Thanks Kevie for the foods

So, about a year ago I received a message on gchat from someone named Gabriel Barcia claiming that he was the real Gabriel Barcia and that I was a phony. This sparked a series of emails which at first were heated but over time cooled into a bizarre friendship. Because of the internet I have a friendship with someone completely random based solely on our names but over time I got to know more about Gabriel Barcia and found that we were actually quite similar. Gabriel Barcia is also an artist. He goes to Yale.  He also has a blog. He lists Wolf Parade and Why? in his favorite music on facebook.  Everyone should become friends with someone of their same name online. It would be an interesting experiment. I wonder if I could start some sort of facebook for people of your namesake. The rule could be you are only allowed to be friends with someone of your same name.  Here are some choice conversations to prove that is isn’t completely made up:

This past weekend I went on the annual guild of crazy people I know from Odessa trip to Atlantic City (first year) It was quite an amazing trip. We sunned ourselves by the pool at caesars and ate lobster rolls and drank bloody marys. We played blackjack at 2am. One member of our group climbed out the window of our room and bloodied up his or her hand and another was kicked in the head with a stiletto. We met a friendly bartender named Neal who laughed as someone drew a moustache on my face in pen.  We also went to Ruby Tuesdays (for a family lunch see evidence above) and then to a carnival where we rode a dragon swing. The beach was hot and the waves were fierce. So fierce that 3 of us lost our ray bans to the atlantic.  On the bus ride home we couldn’t bare to part with eachother so we decided to have one more slice of pizza and beer at bar 169. I haven’t laughed so hard in a while with 8 Crazy people.