Month: August 2001

Discretion, of course, is necessary. If I started writing things like, “Boy, that friend of mine, Joe, he’s sure smells bad.” Or like, “And so, when nobody was looking, I took that notebook computer from the Help Desk and brought it home for keeps.” If I started writing things like that, it might be … embarrassing. Because it would guarantee that Joe, and my Boss, would both end up viewing my blog. Can’t have that.

So. Discretion. That still leaves a lot to talk about. Life. The Universe. Jokes. The significance of 47. And if Joe and my Boss (not their real names, of course) should happen to read this — hi, guys.

I don’t see this blog as being as successful as Some I Know. For one thing, I doubt I’ll be able to maintain a steady stream of discussion. Sure, this has a big advantage over a hardcopy journal, to wit, I can get to it anywhere I can get to an Internet connection. Which makes it a lot more handy than my journal was. Still … my life is busy. And, frankly, when there are people around, I do better writing to them, or talking to them, directly. If I post stuff in my blog, then have to e-mail people saying, “Hey, check out my blog!” … well, that seems a bit redundant.

The movie’s over, Margie’s still at D&D, Kitten’s asleep. What else is there to do but create a blog?

It is, of course, the In Thing. “Keeping up with the Joneses” is, sometimes, “Keeping up with the Testermans.” At least when it comes to doing geeky stuff.

I kept a journal in college. Couldn’t keep it going after I graduated. Real Life is like that.

(This is coming out a little terse. That’s probably because so far Blogger has blown up on me twice, losing all I wrote. Bleah.)

So maybe I’d better post this, then continue.

Testing … testing … testing ….