But he is also -- don't let his rollicking Net-headedness fool you -- an incisive creation of his own making, rakish wearer of downtown-black and tribal shaman to 'a handful of beautiful goths and a handful of boys in dresses and a handful of sci-fi fans and a handful of nervous young girls with multicolored hair and the people who look normal and the people who look like somebody's mom. I exist at the intersection of a dozen Venn diagrams.'