Usually I post my entry for this blog after dinner, shortly before going to bed -- at least when I’m in New York.
Sometimes I’m too tired, which in reality often means I’m too drunk.
This morning my companion called and said: “I noticed you didn’t post an entry last night. It was probably a late night.” “Well,” I said, “yes, I had drinks with this greeter I have been admiring for a while.” “Did you make it home?” my companion asked jokingly.
Even the time when you post an entry can be used as a sort of social control.