Comments: I'm not saying it.
Mr. Pierce, who lives in Hollywood and works as a scheduler in the entertainment industry, said blogging began to feel like an addiction when he noticed that he would rather be with his computer than with his girlfriend - for technical reasons.
I'm reminded of the old ELO song, "Yours Truly, 2095", from the "Time" album
She is the latest in technology... Almost mythology... But she has a heart stone... She has an I.Q. of 1001...She has a jumpsuit on... And she's also a telephone.
Strange days. Posted by Hal at May 28, 2004 07:42 PM

Oh dear, that was a waste of time. Of course there will be people obsessed with blogging, the same as there have always been people obsessed with diary-writing (like me when I was a teenager). Pretending this impulse is somehow New is one of the things that drives me crazy about articles like this.

Posted by Elayne Riggs at May 29, 2004 07:35 AM

But that's what's so amusing about it, Elayne.

It's that astonished re-discovery, with each new fad, that there are people capable of obsessive-compulsive behavior, that makes me laugh. They keep making this momentous discovery again and again, and acting like they've never seen such behavior before.

Posted by Anne at June 1, 2004 08:31 AM

It doesn't seem like you should need to make this discovery more than once, but then Journalism is about "now" not about eternals.

My wife and I realized it when we took an Origami class at MIT: these are people who think nothing of folding a frog for two hours, then unfolding the whole thing to reverse a fold in the middle, then folding it back up again, just to get the toes right. People who go on Origami Cruises. One woman was collecting business cards to build a fourth-order origami fractal, which was going to weigh several hundred pounds when she was done (that's of business cards, mind you).

No matter what you do, there is someone out there for whom it is their sole reason for existence, who makes you look and feel like an interloper and amateur.

Computers seem particularly capable of sucking us in, perhaps because it means interacting with something .... unlike TV.

Posted by Jonathan Dresner at June 1, 2004 03:23 PM