Soundbites from Suburbia
Tuesday, November 23, 2010
Almost Famous
I've realized throughout my years in middle and high school that in order for people to know you, you usually have to do something really good and notable or something very bad and notable. Being an above average student who's pretty good at a bunch of things is simply not going to cut it. If you're going to be smart and famous, you had better be really smart. If you want to be famous (or infamous), you need to be that kid who is the captain of debate and varsity basketball, or you have to be that kid who shows up late to every class and who, like clockwork, gets thrown out of every class, every day. Think about it: Nobody acts like a fool just for the sake of being foolish. Underachievers underachieve because they want to be "somebody." They don't want to be that kid who can't hit up the Deadmau5 and Tiesto concerts because he's staying home Saturday night doing quantum mechanics. They want to be famous, to be the cool kids. They don't want to be preoccupied with frivolous and useless activities (such as schoolwork) because they are out there doing "more important things:" They are making a name for themselves.
Fantasy Football
Fantasy football makes people do things they don't want to do. This past Sunday, I was forced to root against my beloved New York Giants as they played their fierce NFC East rivals, the Philadelphia Eagles. It turns out that I had that week decided to start Philly quarterback Michael Vick, who had put up legendary numbers the week before. (If you're still reading, I give you props, since a few rare people actually enjoy reading about fantasy sports) I'd had mixed emotions about my decision to start Vick: I was in a dilemma. Do I compromise my allegiance to my squad, or do I miss out on starting (possibly) the most influential player in the game of football? So, it turns out that the Giants lost by ten points and Mike Vick had a relatively mediocre game (by his standards). Pretty much, I found this weekend that it's no fun to root against your team, because in the end, it doesn't work out that well.
Stay true to your school (or favorite football team)
Stay true to your school (or favorite football team)
Sunday, November 21, 2010
...First Post: What to Write?
Well, what to write...what to write. I guess I could just write about how there's nothing to write about, but I figure that that's not going to get me many followers. In this age of technology, it's easier than ever to write, but the problem is, what about? If I haven't done anything within the last 24 hours, I could always make my Facebook status some Top 40 song lyrics, or some really super cool video that I found on YouTube. If I want to be really bold and daring, then I could even talk about some sports score from earlier in the day. But seriously, in this age of Jersey Shore and Gossip Girl, an age of tanned Italiantechnomusicplaying Americans and Upper East/West Side Blackberry-wielding debutantes, there seems to be no place for substantive writing. People don't want to write. They never have. What they want to do is just show the world that they have done something "super interesting and out of the ordinary," be it on Facebook, Twitter, or LinkedIn. That's why stores like American Apparel and Urban Outfitters have thrived. People want to be different. It's a fact of life. That's why that kid in your class is wearing those rectangular glasses that in 1980 would have been the epitome of dweeb. He wants to be hipster, eccentric, off beat, whatever. The only problem is, if everyone is different, then everyone might as well be the same. Different is a relative term, my friends.
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