Last night I was having an interesting discussion with someone in which I actually felt my mind expand a little. Conversation is interesting when the person you’re talking to really knows what he or she is talking about and can communicate it clearly.
This doesn’t happen too often.
How many times have I failed to make a conversation more interesting? I thought to myself. I made some people laugh, I left some people offended, but did I make anyone think?
I would like this blog to be a conversation. I would like to write you something that I really know about. But too often I’ve descended to posting pictures of poor English translations on signs. Sorry about that.
Two problems with this: first, the things I want to write about are conversation killers: politics, religion, regrets, pet peeves, character flaws. It’s not really safe to write about these things. Talking about it is okay, because you can always deny having ever said it. (I never said that.)
Second, my topics of interest are too random. It doesn’t make sense to have a blog about China, Fringe (TV show), progressive politics, liberal Christianity and the occasional trip to Bali. It’s much safer to do restaurant reviews (buy one get one free burgers at Blue Frog on Mondays!).
Probably its best if I keep the blog politically correct and save the conversation killers for the proper time and place, such as a novel with different totally different names, places and time periods.
