Short notes

I haven't blogged since late Friday evening, so for those of you awaiting a new post, I apologize for the delay. Sarah and I were in New Jersey for most of the weekend, sharing a Chilean syrah with old friends, having dinner with relatives, and occasionally doing things completely unfamiliar to us. For example, I got to pick shiso leaves right off the plants in my in-laws' backyard, a new and somewhat exciting activity for me. I love shiso. If your experience with Korean food is anything more than cursory, you probably know what it is. An old roommate, who is Korean, used to insist that the leaves were also called "beefsteak." I used to insist that he was insane. But now, years later, Wikipedia has proven him right. The moral is, some crazy people are right.
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If you've ever tried writing daily in a diary, journal or blog, you'll sympathize with my struggle with discipline and consistency. On some days, I can't think of a single thing to write. On others, I want to write about fifteen different things, yet since those fifteen things all seem equally important, none of them seem particularly worthy. Regardless, I consider the self-imposed pressure to write every day to be healthy. Writing is more an act of will than a response to spontaneous inspiration. I read somewhere that the easier it is to read a piece of writing, the harder the writer had to work on it. Like many snippets of wisdom, I have no clue who first wrote this, so if you know, please leave a comment, so I can properly credit the source.
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