All posts set under the category “blogism” are experiments on my own take on “diary-blogging” and all darkness, cynicism, self-pity, existential questions, pessimism, frustration, and melancholy to be found therein should be taken with a large grain of kosher sea salt and a paper-thin slice of kobe beef on a bed of fresh arugula.
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tus seguidores “only hispanohablantes” piden tus textos en español !!!! (sorry, pero en inglés no entiendo un pito, ouch)
hey ian, por ahi sigo recordàndome de tu rostro. te doy muchos ànimos y te deseo mucha suerte en todo.
y traduce!!!! jajaaja!!!
un largo abrazo
I’ll preface this by offering the disclaimer that you don’t know me. Not merely in a metaphysical “No one can ever really know anyone” sense, but in the more general, everyday use of the phrase. That said, I did go to Lake Oswego High School, and I know of you. More to-the-point, though, I’ve been following your blog since inception, and I thought I would finally offer a comment:
I find your insights into suburban life are refreshing, and as a traveler-in-limbo myself, I sympathize. And while you may lament about the impression you leave upon the proverbial sands of time, I can only say that I think you may be selling yourself short. I cannot speak to your abilities as a teacher, but as a writer I can say that your thoughts have left a lasting impression upon my mind, and by impacting people such as myself (who, with any luck, will someday do the same), there is a kind of immortality achieved in this. Anyway, I look forward to your forthcoming posts.