Its a normal morning. Girlfriend woke up earlier than I need to, but I walk her to her car and we have coffee. Come home, check e-mail, and then start my normal daily surfing.
First up, del.icio.us popular links – always a nice way to see whats going on in the multi-universe of the internets. Interestingly, when I get to blogebrity I do a quick ctrl+f for my last name, never thinking that I’d be here. But, I am. The link goes directly to boston.metblogs but it still has my name. OK, fine, I’m a C-list blogger, hell I have a job! I can’t post every fifteen minutes about the minutae of my life! Nor do I have wonderful insights into the latest and greatest technological advances. I read Wired, just like you do.
Naturally I did a little surfing around the other bloggers listed, and wound up full circle to a post in blogging.la that sheds a little light on the whole subject.
But, I don’t care, I’m at least somewhat famous. Woohoo!
Oh crap, is that my 15 minutes of fame? I was already famous for 5 minutes in the early 90s when I was on MTV. Wish I had that video tape…








