Ooh, there was a really weird issue with the blog — my last post totally disappeared when I used the phone app yesterday to correct a small mistake. Then the post turned into a much earlier draft. Wild. I think it’s up again in proper form, but that was very exciting for a while.
And I’ve learned two important lessons: don’t use my phone for anything, and don’t ever correct anything. Which, when you think about it, are actually broadly applicable lessons for life. For example, add “never ask him out,” and it’s basically the dating advice from The Rules.
Another, more felicitous and intriguing, thought … what if I’ve been hacked? What if non-state actors are trying to get at my secret pen files? What if they’ve discovered that my little blog is not really about pens at all, but is clever cover for an international espionage ring? When you think about it, “resin” must be code for something else? And what about ink? Or, wait a minute, iron gall ink? This kind of stuff couldn’t really occupy someone’s serious attention for years, right?