I am of the minority opinion on many things. I think gangster movies are sleep-inducing. I think Nellie was better than Laura. I think Brad Pitt is unattractive. I think coffee is disgusting. And I love, adore, worship hot weather. Now, I know it is the most banal thing in the world to talk about the weather (sorry meteorologists!), but oh well. I just have to come out of the closet with my heat-loving self. If it is under 68 degrees, I am cold. So, in this town that I live in, where everyone I know grumbles loudly when it gets above 75 degrees, I feel like a major outsider. To me, the answer to “is it hot enough for ya?” is a resounding NO. It is not hot enough for me! I can’t help it! I’m sorry I’m a freak! Turn those fans off!
Did you know that there are people, out there, READING THIS BLOG? Seriously. I don’t check my site meter that much, and usually the same dozen or so people comment on here, so I have this sense that there are like, maybe 20 people reading this stuff, and though I may not know you for reals, I know you as blog friends. But I was riding around on the innernets last night, and I stumbled upon a blog, one that I had never looked at before, and my site was on their links sidebar! I’m not kidding you, I almost crapped a cabbage. It was shocking. I guess it’s because I am not so good with the lurking myself. I mean, if you comment on my blog, and you have a blog that’s linked to that comment, I am totally coming to visit you at your blog. I don’t know how to not do that. You peeped my stuff, there’s no WAY I’m not peeping yours. And I will comment! Maybe not every post, but I will comment at some point, you know, say howdy, hey, whatsa haps. So, a special shout-out to you lurkers out there! He-ey! I’m glad you’re there, in all your invisible glory! And I am sorry that I never once thought that you might be there. I really didn’t. Ya’ll are so quiet, I thought there wasn’t nobody here but us chickens.
Emily Post would boot you in the hindquarters for this one. One of my peripheral groups of friends is constantly trying to get all of us together in a party-it-up type of situation. Here’s how it goes. Person A (Towanda) will send out an email invitation, saying “party at Towanda’s! Saturday night!” and then 95% or so of the invitees will do WHAT IS NORMAL, which is reply “groovy!” or “dang, can’t make it.” Then someone will inevitably write back and say “can’t make it Saturday, Friday works better for me. Who’s in?” Then this causes someone else to reply “Towanda’s house is too far away from where I work, let’s make it my house instead!” This causes all sorts of confusion as to what’s actually happening, when, and where. And, the original party-thrower has, essentially, gotten her party hijacked. And the ensuing chaos usually means that nothing happens, any where, and the group plans dissolve totally. This has happened with this group multiple times. I totally don’t understand it at all. If someone invited you to their house for a specific event, aren’t the only appropriate answers “yes, thanks” or “no, sorry”? Since when is it ok for a response to be “no, it’s inconvenient for me, so everyone else should change their plans”? Is this socially acceptable? Am I out of it? Perhaps this is one of the many things that the kids are doing now that I don’t understand, and I should just file it away with freak dancing, Runescape, and Hannah Montana. Who knows.
That’s all I got.
Kiss the rings, I’m out.