A Mediated Life

This week, both my wife, V, and my daughter, R, have asked me, after we had seen a movie or eaten a meal, "So what are you going to write about this in your blog?" It seemed like a funny question at first, but then I realized that if you're producing a personal blog, everything is gist for the mill. Even though I have, in recent years, become more careful about sharing aspects of  the lives of my loved ones (at least, without permission) , they still expect me to report on our shared experiences; just leaving their names out.  But of course if you have a shared experience, your experience is shaped by the experience of the person you shared it with. I started this blog all those years ago to express my political opinions; I find I am not as riled up as I used to be. But I have been flattered that a few dozen people seem interested in what I have to say about life. I'm not going to force myself to write something every week, but I will follow the Mr. Ed rule; this week I have something to say.