We all want the people we read about to be somebody else.

Suppose you could choose somebody to write your biography. It can be any person currently alive, except for people who have met you. These days it’s hard to define "met you," so I’ll define it as making eye contact. For extra fun, neither you or anybody else can directly tell that person anything about you. All they get to go off of is records you’ve left behind. Photos, papers, records, diaries, report cards, etc. Any kinds of documents, but no first-hand accounts. Depending on who you pick, they may twist things or interpret events one way or the other.

So who would you pick, and why?

[Bitterman’s regular blog can be found here. He’s an interesting guy and I’m trying to pursuade him to join me as a co-blogger. – Funky]