Martin said something interesting to me the other night. He had been following my blog closely since its inception, likening it to "Sex in the City" for vicarious thrills. (I know it sounds mad, given the distinct lack of thrills to date, but I am not making this up.) Then, he told me, a couple of months ago after seeing me for the first time in a while, he stopped reading my blog entirely. The magic, it seems, was gone. The bubble was burst.

Maybe I should just stop seeing people so they will continue to think I am interesting.

I wonder what is on Tivo for the foreseeable future.