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17 April So, yesterday I got this email from some pit bull U. S. Congressional Lobbyist who is friends with Joe Bonanno Jr., the fireman and cookbook author, and he got all hysterical at me because in this entry I made I joke where I assumed that Joe Bonanno Jr.,the fireman and cookbook author, was related to Joe Bonanno Sr. the crime boss. Apparently, I was mistaken, and apparently this guy thinks that I am the anti-Christ for making this error, but of course, I will admit that I made a mistake, because having the same name as a famous crime boss must be like going around named Charles Manson Jr. and constantly having to say, "No relation, I'm no relation! No, really, I swear! You believe me, don't you? Hey, come back! I promise not to hypnotize you into my cult and make you kill people!" Joe Bonanno Jr., fireman and cookbook author, I'm sorry that I thought that you were related to the Bonanno crime family! And tell your friend the pit bull U. S. Congressional Lobbyist that you get more flies with honey than with vinegar. Although I wrote all this, so clearly you get just about all of the flies that you need with vinegar, they just resent it more.
Actually, in re-reading the pit bull's letter, it isn't as mean as it had become in my head. Now, it's mean, don't get me wrong, but it's mean like a letter to the editor is mean, "In re your article of the 27th regarding rate hikes, I have never read such tripe in all of my life!" rather than the vicious hate mail that some of my friends get on a daily basis, "You are a loathsome bitch and I hope that you die! Die die die, I say! Booga booga!!!!" And I realized what a huge big baby I am when it has come to hate mail, as I literally have gotten less than ten in the almost six years that I have been writing this thing, mostly when I express a strong opinion on something like friendly witnesses or answering email. Sara Astruc once commented, when I mentioned a note that received that wasn't all sweetness and light and joy and rapture, "Who'd ever send you hate mail? It would be like hating a little fluffy bunny!" Maybe she didn't say fluffy bunny, but she said it like a year ago, and I cannot remember. She meant fluffy bunny, I'm sure she did. Anyway, I'm sure plenty of people hate me, I can think of two or three without straining myself, but they don't tend to write to me about it in great detail. Therefor, whenever I get one, I veer wildly back and forth between shock that someone doesn't like me and pride that I'm suddenly all controversial. And we're still talking about funny business names.
And after all that, I just got a very sweet apology from the pit bull, who has turned out to be a golden retriever in disguise. I wrote back, "Now you've ruined everything!" My reaction to the original email is still what it was, so I am leaving the entry as is, but honestly, I can't even get hate mail that stays hate mail!
Good stuff missed during Lent: Pamie and Eric broke up, her neighbourhood caught fire, she lost her lighter and it was her birthday week. Pamie had a very very busy Lent. Sorry to hear about Eric and the lighter (sorry I lumped them together like that, too), glad you didn't get all burnt up like Chip when he doesn't have his fireboots on, and happy birthday!
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