My only fun blogging time was a few months when I worked in Amsterdam and decided to write a blog post every weekend. I had a nationwide museum card, and so on Saturday I would go to someplace—like the Rijksmuseum, the Van Gogh Museum, or this one little tobacco pipe museum. I would jot down some notes on paper; then I would go home, smoke a joint, and do an intense session of research and writing in a personal essay style that imitated Phillip Lopate and David Foster Wallace. On Sunday I would do some editing and publish it.