About.me is not a socializing website Michael would recommend. The about.me staff has altered Michael's profile there time and time again, adding "socializing and contact buttons" and other "eye hazards" that Michael had to later remove, in order to keep his profile from needing a scroll bar. The site headers also keep changing, making a scroll bar necessary now all the time, on most browsers. Every time Michael makes a new screenshot of his about.me profile, it changes within a week. We think this is malicious or stupid or else very, very bad manners.
Michael created his about.me profile in March 2011 to offer prospective readers a visually-stunning and unique landing page from which to find his science fiction novels and literary novellas. This includes links to these books and to Michael's artwork, blogs and digital artwork. This was to be a place for readers to find Michael Casher. Instead, it became a target for unethical authors to flood Michael's dashboard there with "spam visits", these brazen louts' huge, in-your-face, perfectly-pixeled, self-centered, attention-hungry heads blotting out any sense of further interest on Michael's part or any sense of business propriety. Michael soon found out that about.me is the face of an unbridled ambition, focusing on the HD freak show that online San Francisco has become (Michael wouldn't go to San Francisco to take a crap), in addition to Europeans and Russians who think Americans have bottomless pocketbooks and a seemingly bottomless pit for stomaching other people's outlandish, brazen, personal horn blowing. Despite this, Michael Casher is determined to keep his about.me presence, for the main reason he created it. So people can find his books.
So, we're (you know who we are) trying to get Michael to change the forwarding of his michaelcasher.com domain from his about.me profile to his michaelcasherdot.webnode.com page. This was his reply, "I've jumped through enough hoops on the Web because of other people's misuse of me and my Internet presence. Enough is enough. Now, leave me alone. I've got chocolate chip cookies to eat, milk to drink, and a Bill Murray movie in the VCR. You dig?" We dig.