Chris Walsh (chris_walsh) wrote,
Chris Walsh

Mine the past (or "Mine, the past")

Blogging for 10-plus years means I've also not-blogged for about 30. I did, however, proto-blog: journals on and off starting around 1990 in high school, and many years of letter-writing that evolved into email-writing. Group emails, to be exact, sent to a bunch of family members and then-and-now friends. I've kept records: some I can still find, most lost to digital history.

What's the youngest anyone's started keeping diaries, journals or blogs? I wonder that, then I imagine "Baby's First Blog!" (of course there'd be an exclamation point) and entries like "Mom keeps me warm I luv Mom I love warm," and I smile. Babies have thoughts, just no way to write them down. Those thoughts won't be Proust, but one has to start somewhere...

(Also, Proust's blogs would've been impenetrable, but are you really surprised?)

Anyway, there's decades of material if I talk about my pre-blogging life. That's included being on a floating town in the Mid-Atlantic (i.e. the U.S.S. John F. Kennedy, on a 1987 Tiger Cruise), seeing one of the few public appearances by Neil Armstrong, asking all sorts of questions on a childhood tour of William Randolph Hearst's San Simeon, running so fast I seriously believed I'd briefly been flying, volunteering in a National Air & Space Museum exhibit about -- wait for it -- Star Trek, getting surprise-published in Swedish, starting to notice women were pretty thanks in large part to the video for the Go-Gos' "Our Lips Are Sealed," lots of walking in unexpected places (once getting flipped off for it), lots of bicycling in unexpected places, accidental rush hour traffic control using my arms, intentionally getting into the tiny space where a Corvette Stingray's soft top is kept, getting a date because of how loud I laughed at a film, and wondering as a kid if time travel were possible if I just walked through this certain door at this certain time...

...oh. Yeah. As I sometimes need to remind myself, I do have stuff worth talking about.

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