May 092006

My son wanted me to send an e-mail to his dad. As I was talking to him, I ran mutt and dashed off a quick e-mail, then turned back to him.

“I thought you were going to send Daddy an e-mail,” he scowled.

“I just did,” I responded brightly.

“Then why is that window open?”

“That’s my shell window. I run my mail client from there.” I did so to demonstrate. “See? These are e-mails in my inbox.” Then, as he continued to stare doubtfully at my monitor, “I don’t use a web browser to read my e-mail. Because I’m hard core, baby!”

He rolled his eyes and went back upstairs.

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