Tuesday, September 17, 2002

Christmas is almost here: I can tell because those irksome reminders from gift subscription folks have started to arrive with a certain relentless fury. Apparently I don't have time left to renew my gift subscription, although experience tells me that magazines are delivered at least four months and sometimes a year after you've made the last payment. What is most annoying is that these reminders come from the people at Consumer Reports. 7:13:36 PM    comment []

E-mail from the dead, dept.: Just recently I got an e-mail that referred to me as a "former PointCast subscriber" and offered me what seemed to be a push version of CNN online. And, yes, I was at one time a PointCast person. For what? About a week? Nice to be remembered by the formerly alive, though. And, yes, I'm going to pass on that offer. I don't hold with news that taps you on the shoulder every couple of minutes. 7:06:41 PM    comment []

Saying goodbye: A friend of mine (and you know who you are, Andy) told me the other day that if I died he wouldn't be coming to my funeral because he hated them. "Anyway you won't know." I said I would and I would be hurt, but somehow that lacked conviction. Then it came to me. Why put my friends through that when, instead, I could merely arrange to send them parting gifts, perhaps a fruit basket, to be delivered by courier about three days after my death? Why indeed? Your fruit basket is on it's way, eventually, Andy. 7:00:05 PM    comment []