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The increasingly inaccurately-named blog of journalist and futurist Chris Taylor. Either the most sporadically brilliant amateur blog, the most brilliantly amateur sporadic blog, or the most amateur sporadic brilliance on the Web since 2001.
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Daily Blah FAQ
Who are you?
I'm the newly-appointed Future editor at Business 2.0 and the former San Francisco correspondent for Time Magazine.
Wow, so does this mean everything you write reflects Time Inc's opinion? Or do you perhaps have some sort of standard disclaimer to the effect that it doesn't?
Naturally, the opinions contained in this blog are not those of my employers. In fact, some opinions may be the polar opposite of my employers. Some may be the same, for all I know. Hey, it's not like I ask my employers their opinions about everything in the news, okay? Let's just say that if this were a Venn diagram with one circle marked "my opinions" and the other one marked "my employers' opinions", there would doubtless be some overlap. But neither I nor my employers are able to pinpoint exactly where that overlap is.
What is this Daily Blah thing?
An experiment for a column I wrote about blogging back in December 2001. All these years later, I haven't been able to kick the habit.
Do you write any other blogs, by chance? Could that have something to do with the fact that Daily Blah isn't always Daily?
Yes -- the Future Boy blog for Business 2.0. And yes. If you want true, editorially-mandated daily coverage from me, that's probably the best place to look.
Mister, you talk funny. Are you one of them furrners?
Why yes I am, as it happens. I was born, raised and educated in Great Britain. I've been living in the U.S. since 1996 and identify as British.
I say, old chap, you forgot the "u" in "colour."
No I didn't. I may identify as British, but I am also an American journalist writing for an American audience about mostly American issues. These two different sides of me are a constant source of tension. Nevertheless, Daily Blah will adhere to American English grammar and spelling.
Praise for Daily Blah:
"It is fun to watch the author's navel-gazing joy." - Sunday Times (UK)
"It's really funny and informative." - Dave Eggers, author
"The Blah is becoming a daily destination for me." - Richard Marsh, Playwright
"I like it, and I don't." - Fiona Hogg, Teacher
"Better than Xanax." - Lessley Andersen, journalist
"Dude, lay off the crack pipe." - Souris Hong-Porretta, gamesmith
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Daily Blah for... Wednesday, April 10, 2002
Tanned, Rested, Ready
In response to the thousands of distraught fans who wrote in -- well, there was only one e-mail from a woman named Jess, but I'm sure she was speaking for thousands -- asking where the hell their daily dose of Blah is, all I can say is: didn't you read the previous post? I was on vacation, people. I just got back two days ago from my last stop, this rustic farmhouse in the tasteful north of the trendy isle of Ibiza, and I'm still fighting my jet lag. At least, I think it's jet lag. The symptoms seem to consist of taking a lot of naps. Maybe it's that old allergy to work rearing its ugly head again.
I'm terribly excited at the fact that my good friend and mentor Josh Quittner, Time columnist extraordinare, former editor of On magazine and the guy who hired me in the first place, has seen sense and moved to San Francisco, where he'll take the reins of another fabulous Time Inc. publication, Business 2.0. I've long said that all I need for a perfect life is to have the islands of Manhattan and Britain towed through the Panama canal and attached to the side of the Bay Area, so that all my friends and relatives will be within easy reach. But if they decide to migrate here one at a time, so much the better.
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