dop|pel.gang|er (dop'el gen'ger) n. {Gerdouble + ganger, goer: see GANG} the supposed ghostly double or wraith of a living person. We have a theory. Sometime in the latter half of the twentieth century, a genetic experiment went awry, causing the unexpected creation of several identical dark, thin, heavily be-eyebrowed men throughout the continental United States (and, for some reason, Greece!). From all we can ascertain, they mean no harm (except one of them...I'll get to him later). But consider this presentation of DOPPELGANGERS a public service annoucnement of sorts....the clones are out there!
And here's what she has to say about the "photo":
Well, all the pics that I have of him are very intimate (no, not like
*that*! I know what you're thinking!), and I don't think he would want me
sending a picture of him to be put out there on the web... so, I created
this in his likeness...It looks somewhat corny, but this pic of Adam
from HTH looks a lot like Michael (except for the long hair. Mikey chopped
that off a while ago! It kinda ticked me off, but he's still sexy looking,
no matter what!)"
Couldn't agree more, Theresa!
HE WHO SHALL REMAIN NAMELESS
I'm a shameless temptress, and so when I found I would be working for a few months with a young man who also happened to be a *dead ringer* from Adam Storke, I laid my claims. Things very nearly came to pass....I remember one morning I was sitting at his house and 'Death Becomes Her' happened to come on. "You look just like this guy!" I pointed out enthusiastically. In his normally gruff way, he replied, "I look nothing like him." Priestess Ashkta can back me up in saying he was *wrong* I will not post a photo for fear of being discovered...it was a weird time of my life. In case you're wondering, things never quite came to pass. He said he'd call. That was in February. Also Greek. Did that just give it away? Damn.
CHRIS FROM THE EMERGENCY ROOM
Oh, this one is cool!!! I had appendicitis late last summer (yeah I know you all really wanted to know that!) and I went to the emergency room. I was angry, in pain, and altogether messy looking. This guy sits down next to us and I swear my heart just *locked*. I was absolutely transfixed and for a moment I wanted to shout out loud "Good God, Adam Storke came to my hospital!" The same ice blue eyes....the same hair, tan, lips, everything....only he was in *my* hometown,which trust me, made things odd. In my weird state of agony/adulation, I spoke a while with him and found out he was a military man from somewhere up North (I almost wanted to roll my eyes, smile, and go "Mmm-hmm, SURE, Adam..."). He was funny and charming and his eyes were gorgeous. He had hurt his arm. I think he was suffering from a hangover. Anyway. I checked the sign-in list on my way out and I caught the name 'Chris'. I still think it was really Adam Storke, drunk and hanging out on the coast. *sigh*