I thought we were friends, Akiyo.  Then I see this on your blog, 365 of East Bay, the other day:

I like Jimbo's blog. I guess it's more fun because I know him a little bit more than reading some stranger's blog. Jessie's blog is fun for anyone to read, I think.

Do you see anything wrong with that sentence? Hmm? Do you? No, not just that my name was spelled wrong.  I have grown used to that.  No, here is the problem: you mentioned my blog, but there is no link.

Where is the link, Akiyo? Where is it? Where. Is. The. Link. WHERE IS IT?!?!?

There is no link.  You mentioned my blog without linking to it.  I don't know: maybe that's how they do things out in SAN FRAN-cisco, but here in Texas, we link to each other's blogs.  Maybe that's just because here, in REAL America, we treat each other with respect and dignity.  We don't go around not linking to each other.

I thought we had something special, Akiyo.  You would read my blog, I would read your blog.  You'd ask me where to get hedgehogs, I'd tell you they were illegal.  But then you go and pull a Pearl Harbor on me like this.  It is wrong, Akiyo.  IT IS WRONG.  And just like after Pearl Harbor, I am declaring war.