Sometimes I am ahead of the curve, but not by very far. Oh sure, I spotted Bill Clinton as a hot prospect for president in '92 long before the primaries, despite his gawd-awful speech at the '88 convention. And it was clear to me that Dean would flame out way back when everyone was going meetup-nuts over him. I'm hardly alone on either count. I've been a Pixar fan since Luxor Jr. and Tin Toy, but I never bought any stock. Anyone who attended animation festivals in the late '80s would say the same, with the possible exception of the stock part.
My record is mixed. I really thought Ted Knowles would pull out the Alaska Senate race against Lisa "Frank is my dad" Murkowski, and I didn't see the mobilization of the conservative evangelicals until after it was over. I knew Wilco was a great band several years before Yankee Hotel Foxtrot, but somehow their predecessor Uncle Tupelo was never on my radar. I caught Freaks and Geeks at its very start, but that show -- one of the finest ever to grace American televisions -- didn't last even a full season (though it lives on as an equally remarkable DVD collection).
Now I find out that blogs are becoming just another journalistic enterprise, though one without editors, training, or -- frankly -- scruples. Glad I'm getting in now. Heck, I'm not even the first person I know with a blog, and I don't hang out in that tech-hip a crowd.
Well, better late than never, right?