It’s been a morning ritual for years. Brew the coffee, iron a shirt, pour the coffee, then read the news. I used to get the newspaper, but when the A section of the Salt Lake Tribune had an article on the proper way to load a dishwasher, I decided to find my own news.
Before the Internet was widely used in homes, I’d rush downstairs every morning to see if a fax had come in from Europe. My friends and I would fax our letters when that became possible.
When the Net arrived, MSN was my “home page”. During my morning coffee, I could read the European newspapers and see what had already happened “later that day”. And of course, e-mail. After I’d found Yahoo!, I realized just how bulky MSN was, so I switched.
I tried home delivery of the Columbus Dispatch for awhile. Some days it came, other days it didn’t. Having to get up and remind them to deliver seemed far more complicated than just going to get it. Then I realized there wasn’t much in that paper to read, either.
Now more Net savvy than ever, my day starts out with a quick look at the news, then onto the blogs. The Columbus blogs (listed to the right of this post) are where I find out what’s really going on around here. Its the “word on the street” and far more interesting than what’s in the local newspaper. Sometimes it’s akin to being told a secret. Other times its reading about things I’ve often considered myself.
I have a confession to make. I sometimes read the Toledo blog, “Glass City Jungle”. I’ve never been to Toledo. I have no reason to go there. I don’t know anyone in Toledo. I don’t know why I do it. But there, now I’ve said it.
“My name is Jeff and I read a Toledo blog”.
“Hello Jeff”.
I have another confession to make. I really enjoy reading Simon Glickman’s blog, “Very Hot Jews”. I don’t even know how I found it. Simon Glickman does resemble my good friend David Trockman, also a Jew, and they wear similar styled glasses. Maybe that’s it.
(Sera does look like Ron Jeremy with that moustache).
I’m not Jewish, though there is a rumor that my Polish ancestors only spoke German in public. They lived in an area that was back and forth between Germany and Russia (read between the lines here). Considering the fact that I get every wise crack Simon Glickman makes, and typically would have said it that way myself, maybe I am Jewish. Or maybe it’s because I used to live in Kew Gardens. (Queens, not London). Oh god! Funny that it’s in “Queens” and the queen lives in London. I wonder if some New York city planner has been waiting for this to go public.
One last confession; I still do web searches for something that shows a decent picture of the new Fountain Square in Cincinnati.
“My name is Jeff, and Cincinnati’s Fountain Square is a morbid obsession”.
“Hello Jeff”.
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