Howzat for an ugly neologism: clioblogology. Maybe its referent is worse. It was my intention to avoid working on a blog; it seemed like a waste of time when I could be fleshing out the ideas proper. However, I’ve been imposing linear structure on thoughts that have occured at random times and places: driving, gardening, chopping veg, stood in the pub, getting up in the night to use the loo. While the main pages of this site are a pretext to tidy up such thought streams, there is something lost in not reacting to impulse. The sequence, context and seemingly minor details do not come through.
I’m beginning to think, in the effort of wresteling with some meme, or that rough formula scribbled on the back of an envelope, or a chart or cartoon on the whiteboard, or the verbal profanity (so essential to software development), that these are important components in the reasoning process and should be documented. So, I bit the bullet and started a-bloggin’.
The intent here is to log my embionic musing on the web (web-log = blog) as they emerge, and to track their development, rather than wait for their final polished production, or at least abandonment. Hence, I’m going to be brain-dumping on several themes using whatever slang or notation system I’m gibbering about at the time. The maths will be bad, the notation system inconsistent, grammar poor, full of irrelevant fluff and wild references, tonal flippancies, meaningless in-jokes, and entries in no rational order, and invariably utterly unintelligable to anyone else.
This blog is mainly for my later recollection leading to editing for the main site. So I will write and add photos as if no one is reading, like as if anyone would do anyway. But if you are reading this, as you clearly are, then … Oh, I don’t know, make of it what you want.
