Vacation didn’t sharpen the gray matter. It remains as dull as a butter knife.
Don’t get me wrong, I did enjoy my time away, but it was characterized more by mud and mosquitoes than epiphanic Web 2.0 visions. And the return home has me cursing Hub haze and traffic. Summer ennui saturates the office, these damnable dog days having fried our collective focus. I am kaput, running on fumes, an empty vessel after hitting the proverbial blog wall.
But don’t sweat it. A dip in the mercury and gallons of chilly coffee should help me—should help all of us new media folk—get back in the groove. I anticipate blogging with some modicum of coherence by week’s end, and those long-overdue project such as *ahem* the On Point makeover will be completed … exactly when is beyond my poor power to divine … but surely by the end of summer. Surely.
Thank you, Will, for minding the store in my absence (Brushfire Starts with Kindling … nice). Please share some more of your prescient observations on new media and public radio. And, BTW, how’s the On Point gig going?
Keep cool everyone.