In which Greg juggles several priorities, then does the inevitable.

Once again, I find myself debating exactly what I want to share with whoever happens to find my blog.

I went to Japan this seolnal (“Chinese/Lunar New Year”) and stayed with someone I met over the internet.

Okay, fuck it.

I went to Japan to visit a friend and her daughter. I met this friend through the online dating site okcupid.com while I was still seeing my ex-girlfriend. I suspect said ex-girlfriend still periodically reads this blog. This will be taken as a scathing self-indictment. It isn’t.

Moving on.

Tokyo is a compulsively tidy place, with lots of very narrow streets. The ramen is expensive – 12 bucks for a bowl and a can of beer. I will grant that the ramen is very, very good, but still. It’s (varyingly) thin broth with noodles, onions and (occasionally) a slice of pork.

Y’know what? I still can’t write worth a damn about anything that I feel like sharing with the internet. So I’m done. I apologize to the roughly 3-5 people I know of who were waiting anxiously to hear all about the trip. Call me. I just don’t know how to write meaningfully about my life while maintaining the kind of distance I feel is necessary in a very public forum. Please try to understand, gentle reader. I am recognizing that this blog will never be even a very good source of information about anything except me. That recognition comes with choices I’m not ready to make. Seriously. I don’t even know how comfortable I am posting a picture of my friend and her daughter here. Would you continue to read if this turned into a discussion of my political thought? Seriously.

That’s what I’ll talk about. The only time I got any response to anything was when I said that Mark Steyn was Full of Shit. I still agree with that, but I found the assumptions made about my views the most frustrating.

Political thought is probably the only thing I know I give a shit about. Therefore, it would make sense that my blog deal primarily with it. The ideas I’m interested seem to come up in the heading of “sociology” in most places I’ve seen them, but my distastes for some elements of academia (particularly its organization) arise upon saying that.

This is going somewhere. Over the course of the evening, reflecting on my undergraduate education led me to a work I was (pathetically) unfamiliar with that relates to this crossroads.

This will be good for me. It got me to read a “real book,” albeit online, about politics. That’s a step. I mean, I’m trudging through Moby Dick at present, and good ‘ole Vladimir Ilyich has managed to capture my imagination.
So yes. Apologies to those who were mostly reading this for updates on my life. This blog may shortly turn into a series of reflections on my political thought and reading, which will likely include some discussion of my day-to-day life as it relates to the aforementioned.

I find that much more interesting. And my opinion is more important than yours.