The Oscars last night feature a mercifully brief taped appearance by Roberto Benigni who said that he was so poor as a kid that he had to watch Ben-Hur outside through the back of a large screen, so he grew up thinking it was called Ruh-Neb. (He also called it a "scream" instead of "screen" and then slipped and pronounced "flabbergasted" entirely correctly; he's not fooling anyone with his Italian accent shtick any more.)</p.
I mention this in passing because a writer in the midwest turned out a brilliant piece on blogging, which takes as its device the chronological mechanism of blogging itself. Nice chunks of interesting ideas in it. It also reveals the weakness of blogging: the sound bite, the random thought, the lack of cohesive analysis that results from spending hours or weeks to produce a few hundred or thousand choice words.