A reporter from the local daily paper contacted me for an article she's writing on Berkshire bloggers. On one hand I'm flattered, but on the other I'm worried. The question I constantly ask myself as a journalist is: Why does this matter? If I were her interviewing me tomorrow, that's what I'd be trying to figure out.
I started this blog as a lark seven months ago and 105 posts later am still having a good time and am pleased that the random things I've chosen to blog about seem to be of interest to others. As of this evening, the stat counter reports that I'm up to 1,497 returning visitors (out of 3,678 total unique visitors -- lots of people obsessed with Jello and/or Daryl Hall). These aren't huge blogosphere numbers, but considering that I'm only linked to in one place that I know about (a kind stranger in Trinidad), it's miraculous. If I imagine you all in my backyard, it's quite a party we have going on here.
So, thanks for showing up. The one thing I'm clear about is that this blog has to stay fun and loose and not become an ambitious, pressurized form of expression for me. If it ever stops feeling like a lark, that's when I'll stop.