{"id":113,"date":"2005-06-22T11:16:45","date_gmt":"2005-06-22T15:16:45","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/blogs.law.harvard.edu\/snarl\/2005\/06\/22\/connect-the-dots\/"},"modified":"2005-06-22T11:16:45","modified_gmt":"2005-06-22T15:16:45","slug":"connect-the-dots","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/archive.blogs.harvard.edu\/snarl\/2005\/06\/22\/connect-the-dots\/","title":{"rendered":"Connect the Dots"},"content":{"rendered":"

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I’m always fascinated by how connections are made. Often times, it’s all about being in the right place at the right time (such as the kidnapping rescue I referenced yesterday). But there are also negative examples of this: the wrong place at the wrong time. Off the top of my head I can cite a dear friend who had a man come into her life at perhaps the lowest point of her life (I suspect their unhealthy relationship wouldn’t have developed if she hadn’t been so vulnerable at the time).<\/P>
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But after yesterday’s depressing blog posting, I wanted this one to be happy, dammit. So I’m changing focus now!<\/P>
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What I’m getting at is that this blog has also helped me connect with people. It’s got me in more frequent contact with a childhood friend (hey, Karyn!) who then also created a blog. It’s also helped me make new friends that go beyond the cyber world into real-life get-togethers (hey, Will!). <\/P>
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I’ve even had pseudo-connections of the “Six-Degrees-of-Separation” type with two participants of a reality show. We’ve never met in person, but the blog comments soon turned into regular emails.<\/P>
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And just this Monday a person commented on my blog about the game (Flinch) that I had just played the weekend before. Once again, I guess it all has to do with timing. I mean, Flinch isn’t exactly a common thing to write about. But he was directed (through another blog) to my blog on the specific day that I wrote about something we have in common. Of course, I then emailed him (and he emailed me back) and a new connection is made. All over a card game called Flinch!<\/P>
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How do those lyrics go from that 90’s Elastica song? “I don’t understand how the last card is played, but somehow the vital connection is made.”<\/P><\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"

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