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Monday, January 4, 2010

OPEN INVITATION

Why do so many blogs concern themselves only with information—with things and services, and giving advice? Does anyone really think all the hot tips for investing, and choosing the best buy in technology, and making sure to move to one of the Ten Best Cities actually means much?

Isn’t it perfectly possible the CEO at the company whose stock you are urged to buy will turn out to be Bernie Madoff’s twin? Won’t your brand new laptop still become obsolete on the seat next to you when you drive home with it? After moving to one of those Top Ten Cities, are you sure the neighbors on either side won’t turn out to be barking mad?

Most bloggers are well intentioned, and people do need information. But at the end of most days, it’s little things that make the difference. No matter how discouraging or humiliating or annoying it’s been, if you somehow managed to connect or be amused in some way, your day hasn’t been a total bust.

This is the place Drinks before Dinner proposes to go. More often than not, the best time for my wife Barbara and me comes when we de-brief each other before dinner. In our heavily mortgaged living room, we have a drink and locate some point of interest from the day. Sometimes we’re serious, but mostly we’re whimsical, even silly. Is it the drink? Maybe. But however it goes, our goal is to find something from the day that takes us out of ourselves.

That’s what Drinks before Dinner will be: short dialogues and recollections from Barry and Barbara Knister’s Book of Days. For an hour, we are free to be as daffy, outrageous or politically disreputable as we like. Seeing us in action, many might shake their heads. Grow up, they might say. Move on, get a grip, etc.

But the truth is we did grow up. We got ourselves educated, held responsible jobs and were good at them. Raised a family, paid taxes, didn’t drink and drive, and quit smoking.

In other words, we stuck to our knitting for decades. Now, come six o’clock we sit down, have a drink and walk what’s left of our wits. And we invite you to join us. After all, what’s your hurry? Pull up a chair and tell us what your poison is. Those pretzels by the way are very good!

1 comment:

  1. "But at the end of most days, it’s little things that make the difference. No matter how discouraging or humiliating or annoying it’s been, if you somehow managed to connect or be amused in some way, your day hasn’t been a total bust."

    I just said basically the same thing to a friend at lunch today. My blog is my little place where people come to hopefully crack a smile to even out the tension and stress of their days. If I can do that for them, I've done my job.

    I laughed at the comment you just left on my blog and I knew I needed to check out your blog. I'm subscribed. Expect me back!

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