This bums me out: Fake Steve has been busted.
I’ve been busted by a newspaper reporter. My cover has been blown. Guy named Brad Stone, who works for the New York Times. Have you heard of him? Well, tip of the hat to you, Brad Stone. You did the sleuthing. You put the pieces of the puzzle together. You went through my trash, hacked into my computer, and put listening devices in my home. Now you’ve ruined the mystery of Fake Steve, robbing thousands of people around the world of their sense of childlike wonder. Hope you feel good about yourself, you mangina.
So who is Fake Steve? Well you can click here and have the illusion shattered and one less sunbeam cascading through your life’s window, or you can just keep on keepin’ on, because FSJ ain’t dead:
What’s next for FSJ? Well, I’m taking a few days off to sit in a lake and do some yoga and meditation and non-thinking. Then I’m coming back next week, badder than ever, with a new sponsor — my homeboys at Forbes.com. Turns out they’ve been reading FSJ and liking it too. Who knew?
Also, in October a full satirical novel written in the voice of Fake Steve will be published by Da Capo Press. The novel is entitled Options: The Secret Life of Steve Jobs, A Parody. You can even pre-order it. I did. You should too.
[Via TUAW]
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