In Which Ira Remembers He Owns a Blog

I heard a rumor that blogging is cool again. Alternatively, I heard a rumor that blogging still isn’t cool but I’m doing it anyway. Alternatively, I heard a rumor that blogging was never cool and I’ve decided to make it cool.

Enough rumors. Shall we?

I kept a Xanga for a couple of years and wrote some halfway decent content through my early, formative twenties (xanga.com/wemetintheair if you’re interested). Now I’m 27, married, and living in New Orleans, as close to the equator as I am likely to ever comfortably exist.

It’s been a long time since I wrote for pleasure, but it seems that writing throwaway papers for undergraduate classes just might be the impetus I need to shake off the dust. We’ll see how long the impulse lasts.

My Saturday morning cartoons are now Car Talk and Wait, Wait, Don’t Tell Me, although the magic of podcasting allows me to listen to them on Sunday night.

That’s all for now. Cartoons are on.