A blog of little note. Mainly a collection of thoughts and observations based on the addition of two daughters to our family... oh yeah and the occasional phobia haiku.
Daylight Savings Time
Minnesota Politics will be back after a word from our sponsor
I don't claim to be a political wonk. I am not an expert on the civic institutions that make our country what it is, but when did the forum for debate and discussion regarding public policy become a television ad war?I find the idea that I can learn about a candidate by watching a 30 -60 second TV spot offensive. That's it. I don't have anything more to say about it. I just wish it would stop.
The blog paradox
I am confused. Everything I have read in my communications technology class and everyone I have talked with seems to indicate that people are reading less and less these days... Okay to be fair we are sifting through much more data but we accomplish this by skimming for facts and bullet points and charts.
Design standards for websites indicate that text heavy is not the way to go... So why blogs? I write a blog and I realize that of my 12 readers about 1 out of 12 actually will make it to the end of this entry.
I understand that if I post pictures or videos on my site they are more likely to be viewed than my words.

Blogging allows me to escape for a time from my day of crafted emails and painstakingly edited corporate PR pieces to just relax and type my thoughts as they flow onto the page I don't even need to use punctuation if I don't want to, although I find it has become a reflex - a poorly honed reflex, but a reflex nonetheless
So back to the question at hand, why the popularity of blogging. I didn't realize there was a large pent up demand to read tiny 10pt font on a tiny computer screen. I think the phenomenon can be tied into two things: our need for attention and our desire for community. I can't claim to be free from the taint of hubris, hell I am sometimes besmirched with the stain of avarice (please click on the ads on my page so I can make money). I like to think, however, that in my own small way I am sticking it to the system.
No my blog is not overly political, not too confrontational, I don't cover hot topics of the day (at least not very often), my blog is however the story of my life, my day to day thoughts, be they boring, funny or occasionally insightful they are mine and they are personal. No mass media would ever pick up my story. No made for TV movie will ever be created, no Hollywood movie ever created to tell my story, so it is up to me and me alone to shout it out. I may be yelling into the vacuum of cyberspace where my tone and inflection is drowned out by millions and millions of others doing the same thing, but at least I know that my voice is part of the cacophony of humanity and that is something.
Design standards for websites indicate that text heavy is not the way to go... So why blogs? I write a blog and I realize that of my 12 readers about 1 out of 12 actually will make it to the end of this entry.
I understand that if I post pictures or videos on my site they are more likely to be viewed than my words.
- I know that if I bullet or highlight my main points my readers will appreciate it, and yet I still go through the exercise of writing my thoughts out - not aimed at my audience but rather aimed at the traveling target in my head.

Blogging allows me to escape for a time from my day of crafted emails and painstakingly edited corporate PR pieces to just relax and type my thoughts as they flow onto the page I don't even need to use punctuation if I don't want to, although I find it has become a reflex - a poorly honed reflex, but a reflex nonetheless
So back to the question at hand, why the popularity of blogging. I didn't realize there was a large pent up demand to read tiny 10pt font on a tiny computer screen. I think the phenomenon can be tied into two things: our need for attention and our desire for community. I can't claim to be free from the taint of hubris, hell I am sometimes besmirched with the stain of avarice (please click on the ads on my page so I can make money). I like to think, however, that in my own small way I am sticking it to the system.
No my blog is not overly political, not too confrontational, I don't cover hot topics of the day (at least not very often), my blog is however the story of my life, my day to day thoughts, be they boring, funny or occasionally insightful they are mine and they are personal. No mass media would ever pick up my story. No made for TV movie will ever be created, no Hollywood movie ever created to tell my story, so it is up to me and me alone to shout it out. I may be yelling into the vacuum of cyberspace where my tone and inflection is drowned out by millions and millions of others doing the same thing, but at least I know that my voice is part of the cacophony of humanity and that is something.
Zappa Concert
Jenn and I went to see Zappa plays Zappa on Friday night. I am a fan of Frank Zappa and a friend of my from school asked if I wanted in on the tickets. I accepted.I never had the opportunity to see Frank Zappa play so seeing his son Dweezel play with a band that included Napoleon Brock Murphy, Terry Bozzio, and Steve Vai (all of whom played with Frank's band at one time or another)was on opportunity I did not want to miss.
The show rocked. It helped me remember that not all rock music is devoid of soul and comprised of 3 chords and/or a blues riff repeated add-naesum. The musicians were just that, musicians. They played with passion and feeling but also with discipline and integrity. You could really feel that the overarching factor in every song was not the screaming guitar solo or the lead vocals, but it was for the song as a whole.
This holistic approach to music was like a breath of fresh air which I sorely needed.
Plus how often do you get to go to a rock-n-roll concert which features a vibraphone as well as a kazoo?
Life During Wartime

Apparently, we are at war right now. A global war even, a war against evil itself. A war on terror. Oh goody! I have always wanted to rid the world of terror and evil. Sounds like a pretty simple thing to do.
I remember as a kid, sitting in History class and hearing about WWII. I used to try and imagine what it was like for the people back home. I used to imagine that it the US was devoid of all men as they had all gone overseas. I imagined a world where an entire nation's focus was on the war. Fretting and worrying over sons and husbands. Riveting together planes, buying war bonds, recycling everything, rationing food, pennies without copper... I thought war required sacrifice on every ones part.
Now I sit in my home, the war on terror rages while America watches 'American Idol'. We prop our feet up on the coffee table and enjoys a cold beer. The war is real, soldiers are dying and being injured everyday, but what impact does that have on me?
It feels so wrong. It feels like this national disinterest in something as mind-bendingly significant as a global war is somehow going to bite us in the ass.
No answers only angst.
Sonja's 4 months old now
Lots of new pictures here... just click on the image and view the slideshow.
She had her 4 month check-up yesterday and everything is A-okay! She is now 13 lbs 11 oz and 25 inches tall.
She had her 4 month check-up yesterday and everything is A-okay! She is now 13 lbs 11 oz and 25 inches tall.
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