Bloggers & Their Readers

From here:

now have to explain to my wife why I have had tears running down my cheeks all afternoon.
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Try explaining it to coworkers. I have to keep dashing to the washroom to dab and check for blotchiness.

Wife: So, you’re real upset over this person you never actually met?

Me: Yeah.

W: Huh?

Me: Well, I still felt like I knew him. He was decent, and honest, and funny, and sometimes a real pain in the ass. You know, a real person?

W: But this was online? You never met him even once?

Me: Nope. Read him a while, argued with him a bit. Never met him…

W: Huh?

Me: Yeah…

W: So you have this whole other life online I know nothing about?

Me: Well, it’s not like a dating service or anything. It was a blog.

W: What?

Me: Later honey…

Setting them in motion

It's been seven months now since I said "no more" to the daily grind in one of our much respected software companies. The plan was to think up some other way of keeping myself in good spirits and the wolf at the door. I'm keeping the plan - it's a good one.

Meantime much has happened. There was a small correction in the bull run of the political right in May. The D-Street bull run also corrected in sympathy driving the poor into the street on prime time television. My son said 'biddle' - his first word in a year. I considered and rejected a career proposal - leaving it to better people to do. The Bushman won. Homeland Security threat alerts ceased - period. The new year began with lot of sorrow in Asia.

And on a mild winter day in Bangalore I joined the bloggers. Let's see how it goes...