Wednesday, April 05, 2006
What I'm not writing
I think a lot about blogging, which is not surprisingly a lot easier than actually blogging. I applaud those who have gotten into a regular pattern/habit of blogging -- I can't seem to get into that kind of groove myself. What is this supposed to be about? Me? Why am I doing this? Is there some interesting hook...and by interesting, I mean something that will keep me interested as much as my "readers" (ha!).
In the spirit of the above lament, here is a list of things I've thought about blogging:
In the spirit of the above lament, here is a list of things I've thought about blogging:
- A book review of To Hate Like This... -- which I ordered and devoured before the NY Times even got around to reviewing it (to my mom's amazement). This is a book deeper than basketball, and the father-son exploration was particularly resonant with me. To some degree, what basketball was to the author and his father, baseball has served the same role with me and my dad. I understand my father better through baseball -- like the fact that he used to ride his bike to spring training games in Sarasota in the 1950s.
- My daily ride on the F Line -- the worst piece of mass transit in the western world, I think. The vicarious thrill of riding on classic streetcars does not overcome the ridiculous schedule, the overcrowding, the surly drivers, etc. But it does make for good people watching! There's one guy who HAS to be a serial killer, he is so spooky looking with his headphones and his air bass playing.
- Health care. Who is writing about health care in a compelling way? The system is broken, a joke, a travesty. Costs are going up, choices are going down, physicians worry too much (but out of necessity?)about reimbursement, patients are nearly powerless, etc. This one could get me "dooced" if I take it too far.
- Movie review: "Grizzly Man" -- or maybe I should leave those to Eric.
- Lindsay's hearing/speech development. Is everything really OK?
- 10 years since I left D.C....a recap? a look back? why do I still feel connected to that place -- it goes beyond geography. I feel connected to that period in my life, still.
That's all I can think of. Well, it counts as a post...but who's counting? I'm off to D.C. for a business trip in the morning...10 years almost to the day of when I left (as I mention above). If I ever make it out of the hotel, I might try to walk around the corner and see my old office on F St.
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Greetings from Portland. I was googling old acquaintances from the NPF and stumbled on your blog. I've felt a little guilty and voyeuristic, so feel morally compelled to reveal my presence! I'm happy to see it seems you are doing well and now have a second charming daughter.
Take care - Terry
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Take care - Terry
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