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.
Causes Miles Beauchamp Supports
Rady's Children's Hospital