Those of you who are regular readers here probably didn't know that a few days ago, this blog was linked to by Justin Webb, BBC's American correspondent. Consequently, a lot of people are reading this blog for the first time, and like newcomers to a neighborhood, haven't quite figured out if the people in the house next door are batshit crazy or just a little high strung.
Of course, they could read my About Me page, but that would be too easy. And still not paint a complete picture. That's one of the problems with blogs. People think they know you, based on the words that come pouring out of your keyboard, and the truth is, these here blogs are only a small window into the lives of their owners.
That's sort of the point, isn't it? If I wanted to write my memoirs—and trust me, I don't—I wouldn't have mocked all the memoirists at my table during the last writer's conference I attended. (Seriously, get a life, people! Preferably an interesting one!)
Anyway, I've been pretty busy lately, redesigning a website and working on a newsletter and other projects I've ignored too long. I'm also compulsively checking the internets for poll results, and other news from the campaigns in the States. Wish I were there, in the thick of it, frankly. And I'm tired of waiting until I wake up to read the news that inevitably occurs while I'm fast asleep.
Which brings me back to BBC World Service, the harbinger of events every morning at 5 a.m. If disaster strikes while I'm asleep, that's how I'll find out. Although, you have to take some of it with a grain of salt: I'll never forget the morning I woke to the news that "Hillary Clinton has won the nomination!" (Maybe Justin Webb could have a talk with his counterparts over here.)