The NY Times today had an article today reporting deaths due to the stress of blogging. Sure, they were mostly referring to real news blogs, but still DEATH, PEOPLE, DEATH!!
From the article: Other bloggers complain of weight loss or gain, sleep disorders, exhaustion and other maladies born of the nonstop strain of producing for a news and information cycle that is as always-on as the Internet.
After reading the article I promptly called my mother to remind her I want to be cremated, with half my ashes scattered in the shoe section of Target, and the other half at the downtown wine store. She wasn’t home; I left a message. Voice mails can serve as a binding contract, right?