fpatton's Journal: Is there a future in Blogging? Honestly. - Pie anyone?

Pithy cogent content. I'm not up for it today. I read an article by a columnist to the effect that 'Blogs' as a phenom are seeing their last gasp as they're co-opted by professional writers, and media pr folks.

- Companies having employees create edgy blogs which supplement their pr folks.

Plus folks don't sustain interest. It seems to be true. Many of the blogs I've been monitoring are showing signs of let down. Authors writing less frequently etc. We'll see.

He cited fade-out of personal webpages as one example. That seems relevent. Sad. I've been a lurker on the web since the early 90's. Ahh, nostalgia. - Information, no banner ads, general sense of information sharing without the reserve learned by being singed subsequently. So, yeah I suspect Blogs too will sell out. Tho' hopefully they'll shake up and make the media a bit more honest.

And now a word about Zack, or his brother. Hmm Have I mentioned his brother? Zack is such a time-sync/soak/magnet, that his brother is often overlooked. Sort of Like Joey and Dennis the menace. Joey is the good quiet kid that trails along in the shadow of Dennis.

But I haven't said anything yet. Well, food theft comes to mind. When Zack was around 10, on a now forgotten occaision, my wife baked me a pie. In the middle of the night, Zack snuck out and *ate* the rest of the entire pie. So as punishment, we made Zack pay for a replacement pie. He did.

He also ate it.

He Paid.

He Ate it.

See 'Recursion'.

After about 5 pies, Zack seemed to get his fill.

Tho there seemed to be *no* indication that he ever learned that some things aren't *his*. This scenario was repeated later in life with other instances of Chocolate, Cookies, Ice cream etc. Arguably it assisted us in staying thin. We ceased to by sugary fattening food, knowing our son would pig-out on it.

Flash forward to the present.

On a recent camping outing some other boys broke into Zacks stash of beef jerky. Man was he bent out of shape by this violation of his property. The irony of the situation didn't occur to him. My near total lack of sympathy stunned him. Only when I pointed out that we have been on the receiving end of this type of activity from him for *years* did he seem to understand this. I'm tempted to see whether he's learned anything.

I think I'll buy a Blackberry Pie.