Geoff Duncan

2001 is the first year of the 21st century. (If you think it was 2000, you're wrong, get over it). And so far, the 21st century sucks rocks. In particular order, it has given me:

1. Mycoplasma pneumonia. (Which has just re-emerged, although it's left me with erythema multiforme all year. Dunno what it is? Neither did I. But it's sometimes useful for frightening small children.)
2. A major earthquake, which in part led to:
3. Five and a half months of major (re)construction, which just about destroyed my business and walled off the only direct sunlight I got.
4. An Apple operating system like a Britney Spears album: slick, but wrong on so many levels. (Note to Apple: I want Unix on my desktop the same way Wayne Newton wants me in his backup band. Think about it.)
5. Pop-ups, pop-unders, and banner ads taking up more real estate than some nations.
6. The #1 MP3.com Jazz track for Bellevue, Washington. Which is just pathetic.

I'm not bitter. But I am a little ticked off.