How is that the writers of increasingly interesting series Invasion can use the word "necropsy" correctly but haven't done the ten minutes of research it would take to make Russell's paranoid brother Dave sound like an actual blogger?

Dave might be television's first audioblogger, but his isn't the first blog on television. Grampa Simpson and Homer and Arrested Development's Uncle Oscar have all had webpages that might be referred to as "blogs," and there might be even more blatant blogging on some show I've never seen.

Did the Lone Gunmen ever turn to a webpage to get their information out?

In 2005, blogging is not a startlingly new concept, and Dave's blogging is a major part of his character and not merely some one-shot joke as in the comedies mentioned above. So why does he talk like he doesn't have a clue what he's doing?

He just told Larkin he was "getting his blog out." That gave me a moment's pause.

More irritating is his habit of referring to his audience as "bloggers." As in, "Hey bloggers, it's Dave." That's how he begins every audioblog, with the assumption that everyone with Internet access is a blogger.

It's what Susan Sontag would have called "camp." I read and recommend her short essay Notes on "Camp", which I was forced to read for class. An attempt by ignorant writers to speaka the 'net, Dave's blogging is naive camp, the more enjoyable form.

Sontag also thinks you can intend to make camp; I'm still trying to figure out to what extent deliberate camp (e.g. the movie Josie and the Pussycats, the Fettes Brot song "Nordish by Nature," or my decision to title this webpage "Dan's Webpage") is synonomous with satire.

Also: the menu on the train had a "soft beverages" section, and the Amtrak toilet encouraged me to toss my "refuse" elsewhere. Who says these crazy things?

We're supposed to write a memo for sociology on the "bobos" aspects of our Thanksgivings, on the assumption that David Brooks is right.

My Thanksgiving was thoroughly traditional. Cranberries, stuffing, turkey, family. Watched the end of Meet the Fockers afterward. I'm not sure there's a memo in it, and I don't really buy Brooks' best-selling generalizations in any case.

Time for a night on the town. Comments on the history of television and blogging are especially welcome, I'm genuinely curious.