Quicktime | Flash | iPod I ve been away for far too long. Busybusy, not much to report, just busybusy. What better time to get back into the swing than Videoblogging Week? One video a day for seven days. After NaVloPoMo, a week should be easy as pie. Last year for VBWeek I reviewed some of my favorite good, cheap foods of NYC. This time, it s personal. Pretty much every year for as far back as I can remember someone gave me a daily diary as a Christmas gift. Being the pack rat that I am, I still have most of them. I m not sure what made me think that reading them in public was a good idea but I was inspired by a recent episode of my favorite radio show in which a man read entries from his childhood journals expressing his deep desire to become the prime minister of Israel. It s what you d expect from a teenager s journal: intense, outrageous and touching. It s also seriously cringeworthy. I m expecting a whole lot of cringing going on here, for certain. I haven t read all the way through the diaries and don t know what embarrassment is in store; it could be really bad so this little project may end abruptly. I can always go back to good, cheap eats, right? Let s start with 1983-1984, the years documented in the journal with a unicorn on the cover. From what I can recall, those were very good years. The unicorn years.
