Chandelier

This is the chandelier in the French Embassy on 5th Avenue.  Outside the windows you can glimpse dusk over Central Park

computer room

     Eight of these students set up a blog yesterday.  They're teenagers, so they all learned this stuff fast.  Faster, actually, than I taught.  Some of their blogs push the limits of propriety.  Perhaps that's to be expected.  You can check them out tomorrow when I enter links.  

sunlight

     Late afternoon sun lights up one's heart.  Here it is on my mantle piece.

     Probably bringing photos of my life into this blog will safeguard my way back out.  This kind of sunlight is always something to return to.

Not Quite Yet Swallowed Whole by the Blogosphere

     Last month I couldn't have confidently explained the difference between Blogosphere and Blagojevich.  Now I know.  Rod Blagojevich is a foul-talking and corrupt politician purveying as much sleazy charm as he can muster on the talk show circuit in an effort to undermine the rule of law and win acquittal in celebrity court.  The Blogosphere is much more pernicious.

      This blogosphere business came into my life innocently enough.  And late.  Even as recently as mid February, I'd never read one.  Didn't know how.

     Then a friend set up a blog for our literature club.  What a delight!  We all thought so.

     Once I realized this is an outlet accessible to people actually older than 23, I tried my hand.  It was easy.  It was fun.  I set up three.  I used different names and each blog has a different focus.   Then I set one up for a friend and then a customer and then my bookstore.  What a blast!  That wasn't the pernicious part, although I can see that it could still become so.

     Browsing the blogosphere, that's where the real danger lies.  Wow!  There's so much interesting stuff!  Douglas DC airplanes and trips to other countries and tips on extreme survival and witty writers and quirky photographers and  Nathan Bransford.  And more. 

     It's so fascinating that real life can't compete.  The blogosphere becomes real life because that's what occupies one's consciousness.  Well, not to go Matrix on you.  But I'm saying this: the blogosphere is compelling and persuasive.

     I'd like to say I'm giving it up.  And maybe I will.  Sometime later.  For now though, I'm going back in.  Going to check out some random blogs.  Maybe leave some comments.  I hope this is not "goodbye" to my formerly fine life.   But even if it is, hello fellow bloggsters.