Ah, the 00s. The “naughts”, the “zeroes”, the “nothings”; eerily reflective of the past decade, what with people too busy either squeeing over the dawn of a new millenium or getting sucked into the glut of data surrounding us in the Information Age. Fond memories, and yet good riddance.
This is how I began an Actual Email that I Actually Sent, and in retrospect it sounds like something out of frickin’ J. Peterman.
I need an editor.
