I hate every ape I see, from chimpan-A to chimpanzee. No, you'll never make a monkey out of me!

This is a bit of an enigma.

On Facebook I recently found somebody named "Doc Zaius" who looks suspiciously like our own Doctor Zaius of blogger infamy. When I asked our Zaius about this denied the Doc Zaius of Facebook was in fact him.

Does Zaius have a psycho imposter who is aping him on Facebook?

(Facebook's "Doc Zaius.)

("Our" Doctor Zaius.)

You would have to admit the resemblance is uncanny.

But what really prompted me to post this was how impressed I was with the doppleganger's Facebook friends list. He's somehow surrounded himself with a bevy of hot babes and celebrities like Belinda Carlisle and Morgan Freeman. I checked their Facebook pages and they appear to be legit. Carlisle provides updates on practicing for Dancing with the Stars for instance.

Consider this- you're Belinda Carlisle who headed up a pretty popular female rock band in the 80's and went on to a successful solo career. In your Facebook email a friend request pops up from somebody who has taken on the persona of an ape scientist in a 70's sci-fi movie. Do you---

A) Report this headcase to Facebook for terms of use violations or
B) Ignore this request as this person is obviously unbalanced or
C) Say to yourself "what the hell" and confirm him as a friend.

That she chose the last option is all sorts of cool.

If it really is you Doctor Zaius, I salute you for the sheer chutzpah. If it's not... well, then I have a new hero.

What have I done?

Major Facebook faux pas yesterday.

You know that "what I am doing now" function where you can post something cute? One of my friends wrote something like "Jane is looking for good books to read aloud to my husband."

Being the smart-ass that I am I quickly wrote "the necromonicon" in response. To my chagrin that comment showed up on another friend's page under her description of what she's doing at the moment: "Jen is feeling sad that she had to put Christmas away for another year."

So my suggestion for ending your end-of-Christmas blues is to read the book of the dead. D'oh!

Naturally Jen sent me a "WTF?" note which led to a quick, if not nutty sounding explanation from me.

I'm ashamed to say that I'm now afraid of Facebook.