It's about blogging and what it does (or apparently does not!) add to our culture.
Somebody the other day asked me if I didn't think blogging was a narcissistic waste of time. Obviously, I don't think that, otherwise I wouldn't be doing it. When I started, I was just looking for a way to improve my writing and tell some of the stories I had picked up just from living here, but I also discovered some great blogs as I surfed around. Maybe it's just the archaeologist-historian in me, but I think everyone has a story to tell, and most of you tell it incredibly well. Some of you were and are writers by trade, but some of you are metal workers, nurses, moms, dads, regular people telling incredible stories about yourselves and your lives.This article is a bit cynical, and it makes a point, but this guy has obviously never read any of you. If he did, he might be a bit hopeful.
http://blogs.guardian.co.uk/books/2007/07/blogging_adds_to_the_language.html
Oh, and a quick side note, the program director at the classic rock station I worked on last week has decided I do, indeed, need to have my picture on the website. I hemmed and hawed and then he told me he could put a picture of Paris Hilton in my place. I told him if he put my name underneath a picture of the walking hazardous waste pit, I'd quit. So, I get to have "my picture made", as they say here in the south.
