One of my favorite authors is Studs Turkel, and my favorite Turkel books are "Working" and "The Good War". 

I started thinking about this yesterday as I waited for my wife in a store. In some manner, my blog posts are part of a period piece. I blog about the mundane details of an average American life, in an average American small ton, using the words average to convey there neither life nor town harbor anything extraordinary. In a way, I thought, it's like the period pieces of "Cranford", "Downton Abby", and "Larkrise to Candleford", without the drama. Nothing dramatic happens in my life, knock on wood. 

But that's not much different from many newspaper columns throughout the 20th century, and what many, many, many bloggers do, not just in America, but around the world. These blogs, from Baghdad, Afhanistan, Russia, China, England, and Japan, help add dimensions to news reports and articles. As I circled the store, I chuckled and thought, someday, a hundred years from now, perhaps, someone will take the accumulated blogs to create a blogger's history to tell what we were thinking and doing, must as Ken Burns did with his different creations. 

When these blogs go away, becoming something else, as the Internet and the Cloud, and Twitter and Facebook evolve and become something else, these posts will someday be discovered as a treasure, a glimpse into a period of change.

It's sort of trippy. We are today, we are history. It's the way it's always been.