Here goes nothing

I’m a big fan of tedium, although I do admit that sometimes some things can be interesting in a good way. Like when you smell bacon and go into the kitchen to see what’s up. But most things are at their best when they excite no particular interest at all. Like, for instance, the weather, or your internal organs, or a person’s central nervous system. They’re best when they’re boring. Humdrum. Unobtrusive. And when the things you’d wish would stay boring suddenly make themselves extremely interesting, that’s where you run into trouble. Here’s wishing us all an uneventful new year.

I can do this in my sleep.

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I’m not white. I’m ecru.

Although they have been stereotypically overrepresented in popular media as muscular heroes in extremely tight outfits or the President of the United States, actually white men are a diverse population with the full human range of variations. You can’t just make blanket statements like, “White men like Snickers bars,” which, yeah, okay, most of them do. However, today’s white man is more likely to be a tow truck driver or chemical engineer than a singing cowboy or G-man. But big media companies manipulate the narrative and who is the poorer for it? We all are, my friends. We all are.

Taking stock

I don’t know what I was expecting, exactly. Certainly certain aspects of all this have been both more challenging and more gratifying than I could have anticipated. I have no complaints. But if when I was a younger person you had suggested to me that I would somehow reach my current advanced age without ever becoming a member of any fez-wearing fraternal organization I would have called you a danged fool but there you have it, for what is this life but a row of bright beads of missed opportunity strung together along a slender cord of humdrum quotidian routine?