“My name is Sam, and I have absolutely no idea what I’m doing starting a blog. I mean, I used to blog ages ago but I haven’t in a really long time, and back then it wasn’t nearly as… social as it is now. WordPress was so insular then, with every man (and woman too) … Continue reading Hello World!
Let’s face it. Some people like to gossip about everything, from what the neighbor wore outside last week to the sexual practices of people in church to the possibility of a zombie apocalypse. But why do we feel the insatiable need to know everything that’s going on with everybody?
I can’t tell you the number of times a conversation has started with “Now I’m not a gossip, but…” and inevitably what follows is plain and simple gossip. So, we are embarrassed to gossip but we also can’t help ourselves, even those of us who say we don’t do it.
Perhaps it is just simple human nature, to want to know everything about everyone, even if some of those things are and should be private. Or maybe we protect ourselves by saying that honesty is the best policy, as if being honest means we need to know who’s doing what with whom, like that’s our business. When it’s not. Continue reading “Idle Gossip”
Why are some people introverted and others extroverted? Is there something in the genetic pool that just comes up for air with some people and stays underwater with others? Is it a product of society, or family, that makes someone outward or inward? Or is it maybe traumatic experiences that change someone’s state of being?
10. Gas was $1.99 a gallon 9. What’s a cell phone? 8. Cartoons were just for Saturday morning 7. Infants were supposed to sleep on their stomachs 6. Tom Cruise was normal 5. Your microwave was the most high-tech device in your home 4. Big hair, big hair, BIG HAIR 3. Stamps cost 15 cents … Continue reading 10 Signs That You Were Born Before 1990
Student: That’s so gay. Me: I don’t think that’s what you mean. Student: Uh, yeah, I mean it. Me: Gay? Really? Student: See, this guy was hitting on this other guy. Me: Well, then I guess that would be gay.
When I was in high school, there were several things the cool kids (and sometimes even the not so cool kids) would say recurringly to demean me. They would call me four eyes, which was okay because I wore glasses. They would call me Urkel, because I reminded them of that nerdy character from TV. I admit I did look somewhat like him. And they would call me gay. I never quite understood that one, though. Continue reading “That’s So Gay”
It’s been one of those weekends. You know the kind, where parts of it feel like they’ve been whisked away on angel’s wings and the other portions drag on like high school math class. And now that it’s close to its inevitable end it seems to be picking up speed again, rolling downhill like a … Continue reading Summer Daze