Category Archives: Blogging

The Lives of Others

Blogging, People, Technology

So yesterday I happened upon two blogs belonging to people I’ve known who, through divorce, were removed from my life. The first one belongs to the ex-wife of a friend of Dean’s. I was spacing out and reading some woman related Washington Post blogs when I found a guest post by this woman. The content of the blog as well as her name made me realize it was probably her and I followed a link to her personal blog where she discusses topics ranging from her new marriage to martinis. I always wished we were better friends – and not just friends when our husbands got together. Perhaps it was the fact that she is more than a decade my junior is the reason we never became friends. I was sad when she and her husband divorced, but not in the least surprised.

The second blog was found by clicking on the “links” link under a video I uploaded to YouTube about a year ago. It lead me to a blog by a 60-something man who used to live in Elgin but now lives in Northern Wisconsin. The names in the sidebar calendar led me to deduce that he is the ex-husband of one of my mother’s best friends. In fact this man was at my wedding. I called my mom and she confirmed that he moved to Wisconsin.

So, in some ways, this Internet, this huge time sucker and distraction maker can make the world a smaller place.

Of course I’ve known that for years.

At the end of the day

Blogging,

At the end of the day when I sit down to write I think of all the writable thoughts I had over the course of the day.

First of all, “at the end of the day” is a tired saying these days.  It used to mean “when all is said and done” but was so overused that it means nothing anymore.

But here, I mean at the end of the day — my day. For me, today it is about 8:30 pm. Time to shut off the laptop and chill or veg or read. But quit using the Internet.

So, at the end of my day I think about the various thoughts I had during the day that began with, ‘I could blog this’. One has to do with my playthings as a kid.

I was  pretty normal. I had dolls and books and normal things to play with, but I also amused myself with kind of weird objects. Like oil paints and spark plugs. I’m planning on writing about my more unusual playthings at some point in the near future.

Stay tuned, as they used to say.