Well, Bob, this long time listener, now reader, very much does hang on your every columnic offering -- assuming "columnic" is an actual word -- and your latest is in equal measures satisfying and entertaining. This issue of what to leave to posterity is a thorny one, but although I'd love to read your early work, you've probably made the right choice with the dumpster. "All we are," as 20th century pop philosophers "Kansas" sang, "is dust in the wind," and it's hard to argue with that. We come, we go, then all too soon are gone and forgotten, as have been millions before us and millions that will come after us in this stormy, troubled veil of tears, and perhaps that's all for the best. Still, be sure to leave a few choice nuggets for your troika of daughters to pour over once you've ascended to the Great Beyond. Once they finally grok the full measure of your incandescent brilliance as we outsiders do, they'll wish they'd come around while you were still upright and breathing -- and having your offspring yearn for more of your work, now lost to that dumpster, might be the sweetest legacy of all.
Bob, I just saw the "listen" button on the email version of your post and got really excited that I was going to hear a little morsel of your sardonic delivery. I rushed to open the post in the app and my hopes were dashed as a I heard a synthetic female voice start to read the piece. I appreciate your health issues that prevent you from editing a whole podcast each week but could you think about reading your posts out loud and posting the audio? There are a lot of people who would be made very happy by the option to continue to hear your delivery. I'm now going to start channeling my inner Bob Garfield so that I can do my best to "hear" your words with the appropriate delivery.
Well, Bob, this long time listener, now reader, very much does hang on your every columnic offering -- assuming "columnic" is an actual word -- and your latest is in equal measures satisfying and entertaining. This issue of what to leave to posterity is a thorny one, but although I'd love to read your early work, you've probably made the right choice with the dumpster. "All we are," as 20th century pop philosophers "Kansas" sang, "is dust in the wind," and it's hard to argue with that. We come, we go, then all too soon are gone and forgotten, as have been millions before us and millions that will come after us in this stormy, troubled veil of tears, and perhaps that's all for the best. Still, be sure to leave a few choice nuggets for your troika of daughters to pour over once you've ascended to the Great Beyond. Once they finally grok the full measure of your incandescent brilliance as we outsiders do, they'll wish they'd come around while you were still upright and breathing -- and having your offspring yearn for more of your work, now lost to that dumpster, might be the sweetest legacy of all.
Bob, I just saw the "listen" button on the email version of your post and got really excited that I was going to hear a little morsel of your sardonic delivery. I rushed to open the post in the app and my hopes were dashed as a I heard a synthetic female voice start to read the piece. I appreciate your health issues that prevent you from editing a whole podcast each week but could you think about reading your posts out loud and posting the audio? There are a lot of people who would be made very happy by the option to continue to hear your delivery. I'm now going to start channeling my inner Bob Garfield so that I can do my best to "hear" your words with the appropriate delivery.