By Barry Johnson
I'm going to write about my day yesterday, something I rarely do, not explicitly anyway. Not that you can't tell what I've been up to in a general way from reading the posts -- observing, researching, drawing the wrong conclusions, you know, the usual.
But yesterday was different. The central thread was "journalism," I suppose, and it demonstrated just how far afield you can get under that heading at the same time that it tangled up some things I've been working on and thinking about. I'm dividing it into three parts, to coincide with the three primary entries in my Thursday calendar -- 11 a.m.: a meeting with an Important Editor: 1 p.m.: a visit to a classroom at a residential treatment center for teenagers; and 7 p.m.: a reading to celebrate the new edition of Oregon Humanities magazine.