O'C pronounced it coach-ee-an. It's co-ack-ee-an, isn't it?
I was listening to TWIT this morning, and I've got a tentative explanation to why all of my MHL updates to AOL accounts were bounced. When I did the mailing I got a reponse link from AOL that I followed, where I was told that there was an offensive link in my message. The links in my message were Kurt's email address, Montclair's site, and my signature, which included geocities, jimmenick.com and blogspot. Rather than spend my life experimenting, I turned off the signature and was able to send again to AOL no problem. Well, it would seem as if the blog link was the problem, which was what was discussed on TWIT. Apparently AOL (and others—TWIT is hardly AOL-friendly) has pornographic blog problems, and my innocent little baby had been thrown out with the pornographic bathwater. Let's face it: the porn level of co-ack-ee-an is pretty disappointing compared to, say, even VBD. Thank God I'm not in the porn business; how do these people survive, anyhow? In the end, I changed my signature to simply reference the jimmenick.com site.
Speaking of porn people, Noah went back to Israel without dropping by, the dog, but I did coincidentally have lunch with Jared yesterday. He's looking to get into publishing and we did our best to scour my brain for any useful info. Things have changed a lot since I started out, so I can't be as helpful as I'd like to be. Still, as one of the few people ever to transfer to Harvard, J ought to have some leg up credentialwise. As long as he doesn't mind going into a business that doesn't pay very well... I forgot to mention that to him, but I don't think it would matter. If you like words, you like words. (You think I write this blog because I don't like to write?) We also talked about old times and other old folk. Coincidentally I had been talking to Daniel O at Bronx, and in the olden days "Bronx DO" was inevitably an opponent of Hendrick Hudson JS, much to the dismay of the latter. And of course Bronx DO is now a crime reporter in Baltimore. Lots of journalists out there! I'd always expected everyone to become lawyers. Turns out only half of them become lawyers. The rest become writers/publishers/journalists. Who knew? (Wedro, on the other hand, is apparently barnstorming the country looking for a baseball gig. I would guess that it will be a year or two before he turns to publishing.)
McRotty says that my Bronx adventure was Bonfire of the Vanities all over again. Close. I really do wish that we could get an MHL back in a City school of some sort. We did it once years ago. We went deep into Brooklyn, if I remember correctly, into a building the size of Cleveland which was absolutely perfect! But I can't make people volunteer to host, more's the pity.
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