I have this crazy uncle. I don’t want to say his name, but suffice to say that he works in software in a suburban community.
He has some crazy ideas sometimes. But he’s pretty smart. He’s always got his fingers in a lot of pies – he seems to follow everything.
Like one time a few years ago he sent me an e-mail about an on-line poker site he was playing:
So anyway, you should come on-line and play with me sometime. We’d clean your clock, though — these guys are the big boys. They’re crazy.
They’d take your money, send you to Brazil and then turn you over to the feds. You’d be Karl Rove’s cabin-boy on the good ship ‘Office of Strategic Initiatives‘ inside of a week.
On second thought, don’t sign up. You’re mother would hate me.
He was always saying things like that. I never really understood him.
So anyway, he sends me an e-mail last week and says he wants to write for the site.
Kid, I heard you launched a website. Something about the the environment your mother told me.
Let me tell you, back in the 70′s we were into the environment too. We invented Earth Day, remember? What have you guys done?
So, I’ve decided I’m going to start doing some writing for you. I’ll send you some articles. I’m already working on some ideas.
I’m not sure what to make of this. I’ll let you know.