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AS SAID BEFORE AND WILL BE SAID AGAIN I HAVE TOTALLY LOST TRACK OF WHAT I HAVE EDITED AND WHAT I HAVE NOT EXCEPT FOR THE E'S I SOMETIMES REMMBER TO INSERT AFTER THE EDITS. BUT SINCE THE EDITS ARE SO MEANINGLESS AND DUMB AND JUST ADD ANOTHER LAYER OF NOTHING, WHO CARES? ONWARDS.Another illicit glimpse into the personal life of blogg, although he rarely has bagels for breakfast, though that is no less a personal glimpse than if he did. The point is that he blogs first thing in the morning and that is true. When we started, blogg assumed that providing a good text was the key and the process secondary. Midway (a quarter of the way? three quarters of the way?) blogg realizes that he has come to enjoy the process of blogging much more than the content of the blog, which may be part of the popularity of the process. We have spoken ad nauseum of the klackety klack. But there is also the logging on, the foolish questions about do you want to post now-- no, I want to engage in sex with a starlet, the semi-thinking about the blog during morning meditation and the semi-thinking about how one shouldn't think about anything but meditation during the morning meditiation. The fleeting feeling that so few people are going to read this, why bother? The strong feeling that that's precisely why. A blog is an appetizer for a meal that never comes. It is letting strangers in to your underwear buying process. It is a chess game with no checkmate, just an infinite series of checks. It bears neither more nor less importance to the other things in the rest of your life since when you die, your blog, your book, your symphony, yourself go somewhere out of your control. It is the effort of appearing effortless about something that requires a great deal of effort. It is trying to reason your way through an unreasonable process. It is a psychologist's field day. I don't know what it is but I do know it is something or I would not have just typed the word something. Something includes nothing. Nothing does not include something. A Greek must have said something (nothing) like that. It is he end of today's lesson. Tomorrow will be growing tomatoes in inhospitable climates.ONE OF OUR BETTER ENTRIES, NO?