A few months ago, I read an article somewhere about “slow blogging.” It referred to the blogosphere’s version of the slow food movement: blog slowly and with care and only after careful deliberation, etc. etc.
I thought “Hmmm… that sounds like something people who are more neurotic than even me would consider.”
I mean, I’m all in favor of “slow food,” or at least good, thoughtful food — but when a girl’s gotta eat, she’s gotta eat. Same with blogging. Which sort of brings me to my point: slow blogging here because once again life is getting in my eyes. Main problem is that I stupidly agreed to write a long essay for a beer magazine and that project has turned into a time sink. (And once I finish it, I believe I will have officially expounded, dissected, and disseminated the last of my original thoughts about beer.)
But — never fear: the next long, rambling series is not far away. It will provide historical perspective on the nature of “revolutions,” inspired by a book I just read (and have mentioned here several times): Daniel Goleman’s Ecological Intelligence. So, hey, you should read that book so you’ll know what I’m talking about when I get around to that series.