Owing to a corrupted mail archive (I do like OSX very much, but Mail needs working on, oh yes it does) a number of messages received at this site during the middle two weeks of December have been lost, shining a bright light on my usual failure at timely response.
These messages, many of which were kind and/or thought-provoking, do deserve a reply, however. And so, here, in the absence of return addresses, and in the order received, are the responses:
Yes; No; Fine; Thanks!; Thanks!; On what planet?; Hey, that’s great, I’m very impressed; Thanks!; Oh go to hell; You might read it again, something appears to have gone over your head; That’s good to hear, thanks; I did kick someone’s ass the other day, actually, but it was more of a collegial, hey-get-out-of-the-kitchen sort of deal; Sorry, I’m kind of in a relationship, happily, but thanks; He is not, you ninny!; Oh please; Well, it wasn’t your cat, was it?; No; Thank you and best wishes to you; Yes; No, I’m not dating Zeldman; It does keep in the fridge for up to a month, actually, just scrape the mold off; Oh, how interesting; No, it wasn’t a double negative, merely a slight displacement of emphasis; Yes, he is growing, isn’t he!; Of course I’m happy – I’m wall-eyed with happiness; Oh, just fuck off; Thanks!; Thanks!; Thanks!
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