Friendships take work in order to appropriately maintain them. This is going to seem weird to read, but... in what form does said work take? I am not asking for a friend; I am shamelessly asking for myself.
Something is going on. So far this afternoon one guy called me and two others texted. Why suddenly coming out of the woodwork? Is it because I vacuumed? Also, always with the things in threes. Well played, Universe.
I sometimes wonder if developers shit on CPRS/VistA not because it doesn't work well, but because hardly anyone knows how to program in MUMPS and everyone would rather use whatever the programming language flavor of the month is.
Somebody needs to ask, "Now that we know you think that it's on to tell jokes with the word 'slut' in them on stage at a national conference, what other kinds of jokes so you think are appropriate in that setting?"