Well, that was helpful.
Sometimes, people leave you hanging. Sometimes, you are people.
I spend a bit of time in the car, and since I’ve found that I can’t take notes legibly while driving, I record my thoughts on the Blackberry for later review. This is possibly the single most useful feature of that device. For the record, I can’t take notes legibly while I’m not driving either, but that’s not important right now.
What’s important right now is that it occurred to me that I hadn’t actually reviewed my voice notes in a while, and so I listened to many of them on the way home today. These tend to be notes for things I’m writing, have written and need to edit, or plan to write – either sometime soon, sometime when I get around to it, or Real Soon Now. So, many of these notes tend to be fragmentary and end with the words “or something like that.”
So while not altogether a surprise, it’s still annoying to hear my own voice come on and recite the following:
“We were deep in the jungles of Sulamalasy when I found the body.” I dunno, take it from there.
That was it. And I said, out loud, to myself, “Thanks a lot, asshole.” Sheesh. That guy just expects me to do everything for him. What a jerk. I’m tempted to call him and tell him to write it himself.
Everyone is someone else’s idiot.