Erik Blaine Anderson

About me:

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More than nineteen years later, I started taking Karate with my old Sensei again and I realized that I actually won that fight. I did the honorable thing. I made contact with the leader of the group's face and I offered to shake his hand. But he just wanted to beat on me and punch me in the face more. Then he called me crazy and I puked in the bushes in front of the whole school. My father was very disappointed when he read the letter that said that Gill/St. Bernard's did not want me back. I was depressed about that for nineteen years. I thought I lost all hope, but something I learned about "Muscle Memory" made me in early October 2008, made me realize that it's okay. Not only is it okay, but it's kind of cool that I took on thirteen guys and won.

On October 12, 2008, I presented Hanshi William H. Duessel, who holds the highest Isshin-Ryu Black Belt in the United States, with a picture of my father's memorial flag. I wrote on the back how grateful I was for making it possible for his student, Kyoshi John Hughes, to teach me how to use my leg, my fist and my open hand the way I did that day. It took me nineteen years to realize this, but I had the moral victory. After that informal presentation, Mr. Hughes took this picture:

I told them I was going to put this on my website, and when I raised my fist, Hanshi Duessel was trembling a bit when he said, "I wouldn't mess with that website!"

Welcome to "that website"! I have several others as well that you shouldn't mess with.

Funny Face King (Twitter)

The King Of Funny Faces (Facebook)

The King Of Funny Faces (Myspace)

King of Funny Faces (MUSIC)

BLOGSPOT: The Tragedy of Erik, Prince of Funny Faces

MySpace.com/TheHoleTributeBand

The Beach Boys Tribute Band

Memorialize This Monument Company

Memory Suppression (Myspace)

I'm really a nice guy.

*Dave Ramsey, a talk show host and an authority on everything that has do with the economy, says "The words of President Roosevelt have never rung more true."

*Mickey Rourke called me son, brother and "the man" when I corresponded with him over three days in April 2009.

*Mike Ness laughed at my funny face in the winter of 2005 when I made an expression that told him I didn't like what he was talking about (Pimps and prostitutes in Trenton, New Jersey).

*David Johansen found it hard to look upon my funny face when I was standing at the same spot on June 20, 2009. That's saying something because his face looks like this.

*But, most importantly, the Chief of Police in Independence Township, New Jersey, where I live, calls me "Mr. Anderson". Not the way the bad buy in the Matrix called Neo "Mr. Anderson", or even the way Mr. Ward (Willem Defoe) calls Gene Hackman's character in Mississippi Burning called him "Mr. Anderson", not that I would mind if he did. But in a way that tells me he's not going to mess with me. In fact, he's going to help me if someone does mess with me and my "website".
*I am also on the radar of the local news radio director and reporters at the Express-Times, Warren Reporter, Star-Ledger and Daily Record. If you mess with me, be prepared to defend yourself in public.

I sing open mic nights wherever and whenever I can.

I'm working on a Hole Tribute Band because I am a survivor of more than one sexual assault, and I hope to act in movies someday. I find it difficult to relate to anyone who isn't as ambitious as I am.

While I am writing this (June 21, 2009), I own 50 cents in pennies and I have 5 dollars in the bank.

My disability check comes on July 3rd, 2009.

I might need surgery soon.
I could be homeless soon, too.

But, I have been afraid of the end of the world for a long time, and a lot of what I was afraid of has come to pass and it wasn't the end of the world.

It's scary to even try to relate to people who are happy just playing in their own feces...so I don't even try.

I hope that this page, and my life, can be a shining example of my victory over my struggle with all of that.

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If you have found this website, I want to be friends with you. Add me if you want, but before you do, look up the definition of the word friendship in any dictionary and check your motives. I like meeting new, interesting people. I don' t mind if you struggle defining the boundaries of our friendship, but I will not tolerate people who enjoy causing me trouble. My gratitude for people and what they have done for me, sometimes goes into hiding when I am under a lot of stress and people often can't see it, but it is always there.

Please understand. No matter what you think, I am always grateful.

Sincerely,

Erik B. Anderson
The King of Funny Faces
Independence Township, New Jersey, USA
Established 1782

"In fact, I think of Erik now and then. When I first met Erik in Ghana (seriously, there were a lot of white students -- I say this without offense -- but none was willing to come close to me. I was treated as the other, and some were looking at me weirdly). Interestingly enough, Erik just opened his arms to me. When it came to where I would sleep because I was their tour-guide, everyone was rejected me sleeping in the same room with them. Erik was in his by then. When I entered his room (it had two single queen size beds in it), I said we are brothers and I am staying with you. He did not show any anger nor signs of hate. He said, welcome I am your brother too. That is the origin of the word NYE BRO (my brother in my my language). Ever since that day, he as showed me many things I hardly can say now. One day, I will speak of his influence in my life in my book.
"Erik is a nice guy, very intelligent and determined to become a useful citizen and a prominent scholar one day through God's grace. I know he will succeed."