One of the appeals of the Epoch of Early Blogging (EEB) was its sense of horizonless openness of interest, voice, range, scope, style, possibility. For some time, that strange land has been feeling less alien, more domesticated with hamlets and villages, landscaped porticoes, paved roads, knitting circles, cute painted mailboxes. This has its pros and cons. Is it always necessary to write the how-to book? To give out Bloggies? To hash and rehash niceities of courtesy and slip into the mode of le petit bourgeois? The unbound anonymity of guerilla postblogging swims into view....
