Category: Connections

John and Jon

January 19, 2005 /

I finally convinced one of my relatives to get a blog! My uncle John, about whom I’ve written before, has already started things off on the right foot with a post about how bad for you blogging can be. I wholly support this!

I’m hosting somebody else’s blog now! This makes me really excited!

Well, actually I host two: Jon, King of Former Roommates, started his songwriting journal back in December and then forgot about it. You’re fired, Brasfield! Hand over your badge!

I should go ahead and make the co-opted Crummy Standing Offer here: If you are part of my family (and this includes more than just my relatives) and you want a place to keep a journal, I will gladly host you.

Gordon Atkinson is Real Live Preacher, in case that’s not clear.

January 12, 2005 /

I don’t know why I don’t immediately subscribe to everything Sumana mentions, because her taste in blogs is pretty impeccable. Case in point: Real Live Preacher, whose journal I started reading only because she belted out its praises day and night. His entry today about lemons, among other things, is touching and real and sublime.

It’s so hard to make things that are quirky in real life interesting in writing. Real quirks tend to seem forced when written down, and people who lift quirks from fiction are just annoying. Gordon Atkinson’s ability to write about the facts of his life as he does is extraordinary; he illustrates the beautiful potential that public journals have, and almost always fail to fulfill.

January 7, 2005 /

Technically, the opposite of “evolve” isn’t “devolve.” It’s “involve.”

December 20, 2004 /

Apparently nobody thinks my last post was a joke. It was a joke! I’m glad Mr. Burns likes Anacrusis, and as I stated in the post that started this whole caboodle, I was interested to see what he thought of it. I said “I lose” because if you compare my post on Websnark with his post on Anacrusis, it would appear that he’s a gracious and respectful critic and I’m Mister Low-Traffic Sour Grapes. In fact, he’s a gracious and respectful critic and I’m Mister Low-Traffic Concord Grapes, or possible Cran-Grape White Peach Blend.