A Watershed Event at Tonight’s Party

Tonight I was at a Christmas party. On two occasions, I was talking to normal, non-techie humans who, unbidden by me, used the term ‘blog’. That’s got to be a mainstream touchstone–when you hear the term at a party, it’s arrived. One, a wool maker, said that “so many knitters are also bloggers”. The other, in a discussion of gigolos, referred to the famous (and now defunct) blog by a London call girl, Belle de Jour.

On an unrelated note, I met a guy (of European ancestry) with a name I’d never heard before. Though it may break rule #4 of my child naming rules, I really dug it. His name was Pax. Which, of course, means peace in Latin. I suppose it’s a touch hippy-dippy, but not nearly as bad as, say, River or Sunshine. It’s short, meaningful, unusual without being freakish and easy to pronounce and (more or less) spell.