The Quotable Murr—Epistolary Edition
In response to my acknowledgment on last Friday's Happy Hour Video about how I, like Bryant Gumble, first doubted the importance of the Internet, Denmark communication consultant Allan Jenkins wrote on Facebook:
"His excuse is that it is 1994. What was your excuse in 2004?"
Jenkins, with whom I engaged about five years ago in the damnest digital donnybrook you've never heard of, was cheered on by Steve Crescenzo, who I have actually fought with my fists. (Well, just one fist. I hit him as hard as I could in the temple with a right hook and he burst out laughing and started hugging me. But I digress.)
"I think David did admit the Internet, begrudgingly, in late 2003, actually."
These guys—both pals of mine in the long run—were having a good time.
"Mr. Snarkins," I jabbed. "Only the calendar changes. The double-pronged excuse—I need a target and 'Internet evangelists' deserve an arrow in the ass—remains the same."
Stick and move.
The last temptation of … CHRIST!
I'm on an information diet, refusing to read anything about Rush Limbaugh or Glenn Beck or Sarah Palin, no matter how tantalyzing the item. This is the intellectual equiavalent of empty calories!
But the temptation! Today, I'm reading the Chicago Tribune website to see how the local election is going.
"Rush Limbaugh criticizes Michelle Obama's weight"
My mouse arm actually twitched. I almost had to use the other arm to stop it from clicking.
But click I did NOT.
I have no idea what Limbaugh said. Maybe he said she was too heavy, maybe he said she was too light, maybe he expressed annoyance that she was just right. I don't know because I didn't read it!
For my self restraint, I think I'll reward myself with an early cocktail.