Dear Merlin Mann,
Perhaps I am being exceptionally dim-witted today or perhaps you don't want to receive one, but I cannot seem to figure out how to send you an e-mail. From Twitter, I am lead to http://kungfugrippe.com/. From there, to http://43folders.com/. And from there to either a contact page that my work's crappy, glitchy, unbearable dinosaur version of Internet Explorer won't open or to a page that doesn't actually exist. So I am writing you this open letter, the only open letter I've ever written that I actually hoped might reach its intended reader. And I am writing to say this:
Your entry Better at http://kungfugrippe.com/ is great. Really great.