n Doctor Horrible’s Singalong Blog, a supervillain who maintains a video blog boasts on his podcast how he is going to attack the city. He gloats about his plans, his goals, and his likely success. Then he clicks off. The next image is him (quite disheveled) blogging a few hours later. Shakily, he notes that he should count the LAPD and Captain Hammer among his viewers. “They were waiting for me. Captain Hammer threw a car at my head…”
Longtime readers of this blog will remember a couple of weeks back, where I reviewed The Decision Book. My wife had purchased it for me to help me decide if I should retire or not. After all, I’d been milling and mulling it over for months. I noted that the whole point of reading it was regarding the decision to retire, and playfully I footnoted that I wasn’t about the share my outcome quite yet.
A week or so after, I was ready. I’d met with the financial planner and the wife and both told me to get off the fence and pull the plug. Today. Went back to work, crossed over to the manager’s office, sat down and broke the news.
“I already figured you were,” she told me. “I read your blog.”
Okay, that was a shocker – I didn’t think she read my blog (I’ll admit I was delighted). But yes, I’m a lousy card player and don’t keep secrets very well, and blogging about the details of my life doesn’t help. Thankfully she’s an honest person and didn’t take advantage of this information – she just took it as it came.
In the 1973 film The Four Musketeers, Cardinal Richelieu, when presented with a get-out-of-jail-free note he, himself, penned by a dead-to-rights d’Artagnan, drolls “One must be careful of what one writes. And who one gives it to.”
Good point. And one I should follow.
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