5: 30am and I'm up.  Stumble to the computer while coffee finishes and log on.  Might have slept a bit later had the dog not danced on my head but there you go.  Do I get to ease into the day with a quick check of friends, international assignment writers ready to send me their inspired words, or even CNN?  Nope.  First thing I see waiting for me in the inbox is a rather long letter from someone who seems to enjoy calling me "another damn left-leaning liberal who can't write, is boring, and  who hates everything." 

What led to this outburst?  Just a simple little column I did on sugar consumption.  Well, actually on the consumption of hidden sugars and how its in far too many things - particularly things that, were you cooking them at home, would never need sugar.  So it was a bit of a rant.  Big deal.  I get to rant once in a while.  My next column was probably  about doing Disneyland in an hour.  I say probably because the one he was writing about was a few weeks ago and I can't remember what I wrote about next.  That happens when you've done about a thousand of them over the past twenty years or so and have to look in archives:  more coffee or look in archives, more coffee or look in archives.  You can figure out which won. 

I thought about answering him.  Seriously I did.  But then the few brain cells kicking around at that time of the morning decided to fire simultaneously and I simply deleted him.  And it was fun, yes it was.  And for the record, I may be boring occasionally and I'll be learning to write until the day I die.  But I do not hate everything.  Not a chance, nope, no, no, no.  I may have been griping about sugar in that column, but have you ever dipped a Godiva chocolate in a really good rum?   That is what sugar was made for.  Well, and chocolate chip cookies.