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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.
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Daily Blah for... Thursday, June 30, 2005
Time For A Change
We interrupt this blog for an important announcement. Great changes are afoot. Starting August 1, I shall be leaving my post at Time after five-and-a-bit glorious years as the San Francisco correspondent. It was a great gig, but the next one is even better: Futures editor at Business 2.0, the magazine of the savvy entrepreneur. Futures editor? Yes, I shall be crafting, assigning and occasionally writing Wired-style stories with long-term vision (biotech, nanotech, quantum computers and space entrepreuneurs, oh my!) In other words, the kind of borderline sci-fi stuff I've been passionate about my whole life.
No longer shall I be working at home, but downtown, way up in the sky in the splendid One California building. That's okay. A home office is all very well, but after half a decade you start to miss the buzz of the watercooler and the concept of home as a sanctuary from work (rather than a familiar and comfortable office in which you happen to be taking a break).
Also on August 1, I must move to a new apartment, location as yet unknown. I'm casting a wide net, from Mill Valley to Berkeley to Glen Park, and have no doubt I'll find something splendid via the universal rental locator known as Craigslist. The only problem, as the eagle-eyed among you will have spotted, is that moving day and new job day are one and the same. Thus August 1 will, I imagine, be what the American tongue so aptly terms a bitch.
And now back to your regularly scheduled Blah.
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