Sheesh. I guess I just didn’t find it funny… Sad? Yes. Funny? No… and sad at so many levels: Sad that Anil has received enough unsolicited rubish to ellicit such a response; sad that he has that much vitriol to spew; sad that he had the wherewithal to sit down, write, edit (it’s too well written to be a first draft), and post it.

I’m not complaining, actually — what are blogs for, if not to post the occassional rant? I’m just, well, I’m just sharing my opinion I guess… because, hey! what are comment areas for?

Anil offers a great rant, New York style.

Sad that Anil has received enough unsolicited rubish to ellicit such a response; sad that he has that much vitriol to spew; sad that he had the wherewithal to sit down, write, edit (it’s too well written to be a first draft), and post it.

Heh… funny you would say that. I have been a bit reticent of late to show my curmudgeonly side, since I think it misrepresents me a bit. (“I’m a lover, not a fighter!”) But I really don’t have that much vitriol to spew, I just have a penchant for going off on a tangent pretty easily.

As for editing… Well, regular readers of my site know that I pretty much don’t edit anything. It’s gotten me in trouble a few times, but I like the fun of that. This particular rant was written a while ago after a conversation with a friend who was more perturbed than I was. I actually don’t get much fram. What you see there is exactly how I wrote it in about five minutes, so there’s probably typos and stuff.

I’m full of mirth and happiness— really!

Sure you are — when you drink about a vat of margaritas and start smokin’ Lucky Strikes.

Well, Anil… you know that you’re the cat’s pajamas in my dresser… so no offense meant. Besides… it’s been ages since we co-opted someone’s comments area!

That’s a good point, and don’t worry, I took no offense. I’ve had the same “How much free time does this guy have?” reaction to a lot of stuff I’ve seen on the web. But co-opting message boards is a much better use of our time. And who better to co-opt than Jason? (Secret: I hate that guy!)

So, what’s the good word in your neck of the woods?

Anil, dude, I’m with you, man. Any friend who sends me a 4 MB MPEG of that damned exploding whale is no friend at all.

(Oh, hey! Look… Jason’s on vacation! What a great opportunity to co-opt… )

So anyway, my neck of the woods are just fine: it’s August in Provo, which means thunder showers, 100 degree heat, wildfires (we’ve had some absolutely _beautiful_ pyrotechnic displays in the mountains around town this summer!), and the crush of 30000 students coming back to town for the start of school.

Aside from that, I recently realized that it’s been a full year since I was last out of this town (not counting my weekly drive to Salt Lake City), and I’ve got the itch for a little travel. I’m thinking LA and NYC…

Speaking of NYC, Anil, how’s you’re neck of the woods?