So –
I’ve pondered the meaning of muse for about 24 hours, now. Greg says that we can “muse” and have the (and I quote) best blog ever. I believe that muse and music come from the same Latin root (which probably means to make noise), and this leads me to wonder if blogging and making noise could be similar in nature. Yes, Larry, the verb “to blog” is, as we now can clearly see, just like the verb “to blow” (as in blowing a horn…).
All these questions of language then lead me to wonder if one can take the NOUN, blog, (ooh, I read your new blog today) and make it into a different kind of verb – the sort I really hate – where all you do is add “ize” to the end. This is how we arrived at silly words like “strategize” so why can’t we have “blogize?” In which case, we then have a sentence that’s something like: “I’m blogizing about my life – don’t bother me right now.”
The fact of the matter is that I have nothing of import to share with any of you. No kids who were the youngest horn players (way to go, Tad!). No momentary home ownership on the horizon (congratulations, Trude!) – just an ongoing and seemingly never decreasing mortgage to pay. No great day at work (glad YESTERDAY was good, Tom), since work tends to be whatever I tell myself I have to do. I just live a quiet life that is interspersed with traveling to foreign countries (I’ll send you photos from Cancun when I figure out how to do that), getting awards (okay, just one award in 50 years, but it was a good one), reading to my little buddy at the elementary school (have you all read Peter and the Starcatchers?) and stoking the fire (winter arrived on Saturday at about noon).
But I’m still the oldest of this motley crew – and I’m sure that’s good for something.
How come Mom and Dad haven’t shown up yet? Is it time for us to get them up and and running with DSL or what?
Anyhow – I’m entirely psyched about being part of a blog, having a chance to blog and simply blogizing to my heart’s content. Now, however, I’m off to do some research about a dead guy so that sometime within the next 10 years (that’s my goal) I can write a history/biography of him and his times in Addison County. After that, the musical – or blogical.
cdt
Mom and Dad (or at least Dad) can’t figure out how to get on, that’s why. Tom spoon fed me a username and password but all that did was got me to read what you guys are writing. However, it seems I can make comments, so I’m commenting. Just looked down at the bottom of the screen and saw that I was posting as A Day. Is that me???