If this tableau I recreate...
perhaps my thoughts I'll ventilate.
OK that was bad (here's why, halfway down), but it's only going to get worse....
I've been meaning to do this for a while, but I keep putting it off. I just could never keep up a blog, you know? I tried other things, like blogging just haiku and posting to Twitter, but nothing inspired me to keep it up. So, I figured now's as good a time as any, for what better inspiration than not having lots of thoughts and suddenly no omnipresent social situation in which to share them? Also, I find it harder and harder to find just the right word now that I write so rarely. So here we are.
Truthfully, I had another impetus: I just deleted my old Livejournal page (for reasons understandable to anyone unlucky enough to read it) and I wondered what my life would be like in 5 years if there wasn't some horrible remnant of embarrassing past self I could expunge with a simple series of clicks. So as possible fodder for that future self (hi!) here goes.
My lofty plan: maintain this blog as a journal/venue for ruminations, while trying to maintain an aura of interest for my friends in faraway places who might like to see what I'm doing. I also plan to finally start the little blog I dreamt up when I got all that obscure music from the Yale library this summer: namely to write little Simon-esque reviews/synopses (many are operas) in the hopes that if someone really wanted to know about Marin Marais' opera Alcyone, for example, then they might find me. So take that, Robert Bolyard and Robert Bolyard!! (oh wait, that second one is totally me......)
But really, this is all a selfish ploy to get my name on the internet more.
Oh, and I wanted to shove down those pictures of our xmas tree.
It's complicated.
OK that was bad (here's why, halfway down), but it's only going to get worse....
I've been meaning to do this for a while, but I keep putting it off. I just could never keep up a blog, you know? I tried other things, like blogging just haiku and posting to Twitter, but nothing inspired me to keep it up. So, I figured now's as good a time as any, for what better inspiration than not having lots of thoughts and suddenly no omnipresent social situation in which to share them? Also, I find it harder and harder to find just the right word now that I write so rarely. So here we are.
Truthfully, I had another impetus: I just deleted my old Livejournal page (for reasons understandable to anyone unlucky enough to read it) and I wondered what my life would be like in 5 years if there wasn't some horrible remnant of embarrassing past self I could expunge with a simple series of clicks. So as possible fodder for that future self (hi!) here goes.
My lofty plan: maintain this blog as a journal/venue for ruminations, while trying to maintain an aura of interest for my friends in faraway places who might like to see what I'm doing. I also plan to finally start the little blog I dreamt up when I got all that obscure music from the Yale library this summer: namely to write little Simon-esque reviews/synopses (many are operas) in the hopes that if someone really wanted to know about Marin Marais' opera Alcyone, for example, then they might find me. So take that, Robert Bolyard and Robert Bolyard!! (oh wait, that second one is totally me......)
But really, this is all a selfish ploy to get my name on the internet more.
Oh, and I wanted to shove down those pictures of our xmas tree.
It's complicated.
