Six months have passed since my last post, so I’m not sure if even the site programmer will be reading this. But if I’ve long ago won you over with my acerbic wit and pithy observations of life far south of the border, perhaps on rare occasion you still breeze by here for a peek, longing deep down for my triumphant return to blogdom. (Clearly the offense of time has not extinguished any familiarity with the one universal truth of blogging: Thou shalt traffick in wildly excessive self-indulgence/self-importance /self-reference/self-anything)
I could make excuses for my hiatus…so I will. I’ve been busy and boring. I haven’t gone anywhere exotic (though a prevalence of snakes and bottom-feeders renders Washington, D.C. fairly jungle-esque). But I have been writing. Which brings me to the main purpose of this post – to explain that while the medium may have changed, the message remains the same. Though no longer blogging, I’m now a contributing writer to an online magazine. The magazine started off as a side project, largely for shits’n'giggles, for a guy from the Wall Street Journal and his friend at Wired. Two years later, it’s evolved into a full-time job for one of them, and hopefully soon (inshallah), the other.
Really though, I’m quite grateful for anyone who’s been kind enough to waste 10 minutes at work peering into my trials and tribulations since that fateful day – Sept. 8, 2005 – I arrived in Buenos Aires (note above truth), with the exception of my mother, who would choose to do so even after work. So if the bone-dry soul of your work-evading being needs a-drenching, look no further.Thanks.
My articles at Gelf Magazine (the magazine I work for)
For those of you who couldn’t care less and just want to know the goods on Argentina, here’s a list of my Blogging Greatest Hits
Droppin’ Some Knowledge Vol. 3: Musicology (by far the most read of the series)