it's like meeting the real Santa. no, wait. I think I'm spelling that wrong.

[hth]

I used to think you had to volunteer to be belittled in Joe Mallozzi's blog, but apparently they're drafting people now.

You know, I really thought about engaging with him (if only to correct the clear misreading of the last quote he puts up there -- I hope it's obvious to all of you that I didn't mean you could ONLY care about people you'd met, only that you were BOUND to do so, while it's often a lot more hit-or-miss with strangers) -- and then I remembered that we're talking about Joe Mallozzi, and that the reason I don't communicate with him *to start with* is that I think he's an asshole who treats the fans foolish enough to play that game like dirt. That hasn't changed, so I can't see where commenting would do me much good.

But I thought I'd let y'all know I was being talked about over there. It's practically like being famous!

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Re: Way to may your point for you.

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Yeah, the funny part is that just that afternoon for some unknown reason, Mary and I were chirping in our gleeful, vengeance-demon way at work about what a fucking dick Mallozzi never fails to be. We were just kicking it back and forth: "He's a dick!" "Utter dick!" "That's what I'm gonna call him now. Dick." "Dick Mallozzi!" "Instead of his real name -- what's his name, James?" "Joe. He's the anti-Joe." "Heh, yeah. And also, you know what else he is?" "A dick?" "A DICK!" (Yes, this his how we amuse ourselves at work. *g*) One of our amused coworkers chimed in to say, "So, uh...I'm getting a sense that whoever this guy is, you kind of think he's a dick."

So it was pretty funny to come home that same night and discover this. *g* Really, this is the best live show in the house since the time Mary got called out on Lee Goldberg's blog!