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A blog about my life, universe, etc. At any given time you might find something endlessly interesting or just me ruminating on something else, which no one (not even myself) finds interesting. That's the way blogs go, I suppose. Anyway, I was eleventh in line, and you weren't. Hah!

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Columbus, OH
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Ohio State University
Political Science, International Studies
High School: Home Educated
Reading, standing in line for things, writing, research

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lawyer in Pickerington; my stepdad and dad are computer guys, and my stepmom (who works with my dad) is an engineer. My sisters are, in order of age, a photographer, an artist, and a person too young to have her own website. My brothers are, in order of age, living up north, and again, a person too young to have a website. At some point soon I'll be collecting links for my aunts, uncle, and cousins. ^_^

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My Novel: Cipere Lumen

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My Novel: Beyond the Cliffs of Kefira

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My Novel: sul Okyar tir taTz'ileea

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Tuesday, September 14, 2004
Pajama Blogging?  
Okay. So a few days ago, Joe Klein decided to disparage the blogosphere by accusing the lot of us of wearing pajamas while we blog (okay, okay, not exactly -- what he said, according to the InstaPundit, was "Bloggers have no checks and balances . . . [it's] a guy sitting in his living room in his pajamas.") I've been thinking about this for a few days, debating whether or not to issue an official Pajama Position Statement. I've decided to err on the side of "it's no one's business what I'm wearing -- or not wearing -- while I do anything, including blogging." If you can't see me, and you just can't cope with your inability to ascertain whether or not I'm fully dressed, please take my official invitation to go away. If you think you might be able to cope if only you could have a firm mental picture of what I'm probably wearing (so as to be sure of the high quality of my posts; as everyone knows, clothes make the blogger), here's your image. I want you to keep it clearly in your mind whenever there seems to be the slightest ambiguity as to the state of my outfit. Really.

Next time you see any kind of typo or grammatical error or anything, I want you to blame the sleeves of that dress, because it's a killer typing when your hands are covered in embroidered lace.

Seriously, doesn't anyone want to get past the dumb-yet-sticky lessons of the 1960 election; i.e. the part about how looking and sounding good makes you win debates (and elections themselves) when you don't deserve to? I thought that was one of the great things about the internet; it's easier to judge people by the content of their character and the quality of their ideas (and their thoroughness and exactness and hmmm, truthfulness?) when you aren't distracted by the cost of their clothing, the skill of their makeup artist, or the quality of their HDTV signal. You can't explain the popularity of Matt Drudge or Glenn Reynolds with an appeal to the aestheticly pleasing site designs they use (particularly Drudge, whose site is amongst the ugliest I visit). And I think 95% or more of their audience doesn't know what either man looks like (OR what they're wearing at any given moment). Even folks like Virginia Postrel succeed for reasons vastly more relevant than what their sites look like (and I think we can all think of beautiful sites that no one goes to).

Anyway, even throwing out the (I think very valid) argument that it's no one's business what I'm wearing at any given time, I think it's even more important to recognize that the Internet can take away a silly-yet-persistent factor in how reliable people think a source is. I'm not exactly rooting for everyone on CNN to start wearing Bart Simpson t-shirts and sipping beer during the video clips, but it can't be a bad thing that people aren't rating their information on the quality of the presenter's tailor's workmanship.


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