If anyone cares, he used to have a mailing list, with emails such as this (Mon, 13 Jun 2005): Good day, my handsomes. Demonstrating the sedulity for which I a

If anyone cares, he used to have a mailing list, with emails such as this (Mon, 13 Jun 2005): Good day, my handsomes. Demonstrating the sedulity for which I am rightly famous, it's another full-size Mail this time. A colossal, sprawling thing, packed full of work-dodging nourishment: to you, a warm bath of idleness in which to soak; to your parsimonious employer, both a thumb and a nose.Its varied time-wasting confections include: 1) A small anecdote that, if you're a women, will have you valuing your partner all the more, or, if you're a man, may be recounted at a crucial moment as a defence for your otherwise wholly unacceptable behaviour. Basically: Women - See? It could be worse; Men - Here, let Mil take a bullet for you. 2) A few links to things to which I said, in some moments of weakness, I'd provide links. 3) Want to be a writer, eh? That's because you know nothing. Get the opportunity to 'be' me for the duration of a questionnaire, and experience the reality of life as a novelist in all its disorientating horror. 4) Probably some bridging sentences. "But, how do I read this Mail?" you howl, clawing at your cheeks and running about setting fire to things like Rochester's first wife. Well, in the usual way, of course. What are you, dim? You know the rules: no dim people are allowed on this List - unsub now and go back to the Internet, dimmy. For the rest of you scented and verifiably undim Mailing Listers, the standard methods apply: To read the Mail online, visit here: http://microurl.com/mil/sixsquared http://microurl.com/mil/sixsquared Or, to receive it as a near-instant auto-reply in your Inbox, send an email to: gummibandpost@mil.theweekly.co.uk (mailto:gummibandpost@mil.theweekly.co.uk) (NTL continues to be rubbish, and analysts expect it to remain so until we're all dead in the ground. So, the auto-reply service in now provided by a cage of urchins at The Weekly. Hurrah for The Weekly and its keen-eyed exploitation of Science and foundlings.) As you are aware, the method you choose to employ is down to nothing more than how best to bypass the particular filters your company has decided - ineffectively, but still to its lasting shame - to employ. So, put aside all thoughts of labour while you spin away a few minutes at the Mail. It is Monday. Far better to not to jump straight back into work with jarring abruptness after the weekend's pause: that way lies only personal injury. Mil. -- Things My Girlfriend And I Have Argued About http://homepage.ntlworld.com/mil.millington/things.html http://homepage.ntlworld.com/mil.millington/things.html (To leave this list, go to http://theweekly.co.uk/mil_mailing_list/index.cgi?a=mil-millington.com:l8r.net&b=Unsubscribe http://theweekly.co.uk/mil_mailing_list/index.cgi?a=mil-mill...