No that’s not the latest pseudo-documentary out of Bollywood about a crapulent liar who goes on a crusade to make an Indian industrialist look bad.
I’m referring to my exchange with Ramesh yesterday. Even though I end up agreeing with Ramesh about 92% of the time in here, whenever there’s ever the slightest friction between us I get these emails from people saying “can’t we all just get along?” as if Ramesh and I are feuding. Maybe it’s our writing styles or something — Ramesh’s humor is like a dry martini where you just say the word “vermouth” a couple times as you pour the gin. But, don’t worry, Ramesh and I are good friends. In fact, speaking of martinis, he’s even been invited to chez Goldberg for dinner tomorrow night.