Here I am doing something that I never thought I ever would: blog.  Blogging assumes an audience, otherwise one would maintain a private journal.  Yet, for one to assume that there is an audience for one's private journal implies something about how one sees oneself. 

 

William Gibson's stories always envisage a future in which perceptions can be broadcast, and so glamorous people can sell the feeds of their perceptions as they compete with one another to lead exciting lives.  That notion anticipated the rise of reality television, as well as blogging, for in blogging, folk seek to transmit snippets of their quoditian experiences to an audience, quitely competing for its attention. 

 

So, perhaps, by taking up blogging, I will feel compelled to be more interesting and glamorous.  I'm sure my wife will be grateful.