Digger. Ok, I should say that this has NOTHING to do with the summer of love. The "diggers" were a bunch of blood-sucking parasites who stole from people and gave what they stole away. That's how the story went, anyway.
I chose the name for two reasons:
1. I have a knack for finding information.
2. I'm trying to learn more about myself.
Yes, it is a weak play on words, but I decided to start this late at night and I was trying to figure out what to use. The moral: drink lots of coffee at night if you're starting a blog.
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