So I read that
Andrew Olmstead has died. I didn't read his blog and only vaguely knew of the name, though
Gene Expression is on his blog roll.* 5 years ago when I started blogging it was a relatively new medium; people shouted at each other with disembodied voices. But slowly blogging and real life have become intercalated so it doesn't seem as much of an escape or release, it's just another part of life for many of us. I thought about that when I heard that
triticale had died. He wasn't a frequent commenter on this weblog, or my other one, but I have a hard time remembering when he
wasn't a commenter. I suspect he goes back to the blogspot days of the summer of 2002. It's all very strange and we grow up at some point I guess. I'm sure that the adults in the readership know what I'm talking about....
* Admission, I read very few blogs (on the order of a half a dozen) with any regularity.
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