2003.308.1178 • The Jason Kottke issue
If you’ve ever wondered how low can I go – well, I guess this might be it. I envy Jason Kottke.
Ever since my girlfriend discovered kottke.org, there simply haven’t been a single day without him popping up here or there in our conversations. All these “wow, take a look at top 10 secrets of a successful web site!”, “have you seen this?”, “have you seen that?” (it’s a classic, old Polish photo, girl – have some pride, for gods’ sake!); and then, not a week ago, she has linked one of his age-old entries on her weblog. Not to mention that you definitely wouldn’t like me to describe what was going on around here when Jason was covering live the New York City Marathon. (The question is, of course, would Maciej still have lost if JK had passed on the whole thing. We will never know.)
I’m not sure when exactly did I realize what my feelings truly are, but I suspect something must’ve snapped when we were chatting on an IM, and she suddenly quoted the Boy from New York Manhattan Transfer song (you know, the one that goes “He’s kind of tall / He’s really fine / Some day I hope to make him mine, all mine / And he’s neat / And oh so sweet / And just the way he looked at me / He swept me off my feet”). Promptly adding that the quote is not about Kottke. Before I had the slightest chance to even start making the connection.
There’s a Peugeot 307 ad running in Polish cinemas lately, “Terrible thing, envy.” You have no idea.