Yesterday, Kevin Haggerty wrote about how Dude Love Weirds Him Out. (This from the proprietor of “The I Love Man” site). Thus in a spirit of phileo, I decided to launch a campaign of “love” directed at him.
About three of you showed up. Thanks for that.
In the interests of escalating this mock war, I tweeted the following at Alton Brown this morning:
He being a celebrity chef, man of the world, and all around bon vivant, I didn’t really expect a reply. But reply he did:
… And, truly, Alton is right: I really have no reach to speak of. But in the grand scheme of things what does it matter? I’ve connected with some of you on Twitter, others here on the blog, and still others via Facebook. I’m thankful for every single person who does read my random ramblings.
It’s true, I may never have more than a niche blog. But that’s ok, because:
And that, ladies and gentlemen of the jury, is the truth: Jesus knows who I am, loves me anyway–and He loves you, too. Conan (the barbarian, not the talk show host) was wrong when he said what mattered most in life was “to crush your enemies, see them driven before you, and to hear the lamentation of the women.” It’s to have one’s name written in the Lamb’s Book of Life.
PS: Still, at the end of the day, how many of you can say you got pwned by Alton Brown on Twitter? How cool is that? 😉