I love email.

I hate email.
I’ve had three bad experiences with email in the last 24 hours. First, I sent out an ill-formed email about moving, and several people felt like I was asking them to help me move. This is impractical, and I never intended that to happen, but it did.

The second related to some moving stuff; I got things all bollixed up because I didn’t lay out my GR&A [Ground Rules and Assumptions] clearly.

The third comes from trying to be a peacemaker in a situation in a group. I had one individual, whose tireless volunteer work for this group I recognize to be highly valuable, tell me, “There’s a reason I generally ignore your e-mail: you are way off base.” I was trying to take this individual’s “side” in the discussion as well as provide some words of concilliation. I guess I failed miserably.

All this, and I sit here pecking into Greymatter about it, and you, a reader that perhaps might know the context of what I speak, are probably going to read this and say, “Ummmm, pardon?”

A friend said in an email the other day, “That which is most dependent on words is least alive.” Some days, I wonder why I even bother. =)