Greetings from Syracuse

Friend: What did you do today?

Syracuse: Left some nasty comments on Ronnie Larsen's idiotic, typo-ridden, self-absorbed blog.

Friend: Who's Ronnie Larsen?

Syracuse: A big fat nobody. A total loser-asshole.

Friend: So why do you read his blog?

Syracuse: Because he's a total fucking loser.

Friend: How often do you read it?

Syracuse: Sometimes 2 or 3 times a day.

Friend: Blogs are stupid.

Syracuse. Totally. And his is the worst. Super boring. Mostly pathetic shit about sex and movies. And he complains about stupid shit and makes pointless movies and dresses in drag. He's a real douchebag. A real loser. Nobody likes him.

Friend: Sounds boring.

Syracuse: Super boring. Sometimes I leave comments telling him he's a total loser and to get a life.

Friend: Why do you want him to get a life?

Syracuse: Cause I do.

Friend: Why do you care? Dude, we live in Syracuse. Don't you read Wikipedia? Check this out:

"The City of Syracuse maintains over 170 parks, fields, and recreation areas, totaling over 1000 acres. Burnet Park includes the first public golf course in the United States (1901) and Rosamond Gifford Zoo. There are 12 public pools, two public ice rinks, and two public nine-hole golf courses in the city."

Friend: Why spend your time commenting on his stupid blog. Let's go to the Rosamond Gifford Zoo. Let's go ice-skating. Let's golf! Life is too short to focus on assholes.

Sryacuse: Man, you're right. What a fool I've been. Life is short. Plus he just deletes my comments anyway, so what's the point, really? Except that now he knows someone in Syracuse, on a Mac, browsing with Safari, using Roadrunner, with the IP address 74.79.165.#, really hates him! As long as he knows that, I'm happy.

Friend: I think he knows that.

Syracuse: Cool.