Be my Friend?

And now for a shameless plea: I’ve added the Friend Connect gadget over in the sidebar. You probably will have to scroll to find it, since it was so sad and empty I couldn’t leave it at the top where it’d be totally obvious. Would you be so kind as to click on the big blue “Join this Site” button and “friend” my blog? I’ve avoided putting the gadget in the sidebar for years, figuring I didn’t need the regular reminder that I probably spend a lot of time talking to myself over here. But I have been more active …

Things on the internet last forever: Here’s more proof. Ian tells me the article is rather dull, about some one in Poland who has resigned from a post. The individual had gathered some prior media attention for being somehow involved in or an instigator of an investigation into the Teletubbies and if watching the show encouraged homosexuality in infant viewers. But of all the pictures out there of the Teletubbies, this particular blogger has made a fascinating choice.

The point, of course, is to say something, hopefully on a regular basis. Ian has a sort of metaphor about dishes: you empty the dish-drainer to make room for the dishes you’re about to wash, and you wash those dishes to make room for the ones you’re about to get dirty. It’s about preparing a space, making a vacuum so that I have something to fill. It’s not just a way of trying to get me to write more, more regularly, more richly, more everything. I’m too prone to get caught up in work to the point that nothing else …