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Mar. 4th, 2009 11:00 pmSo my brother talked me into getting a Facebörk... Look me up. I don't know if I'm going to use it, but if I do, then there it will be.
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thehobbit tagged me, so here goes: (Told you I'd eventually get around to this)
New Jersey
I took a little road trip into Maryland with my brother a few months ago. For anyone that has never had the joy of driving through Maryland, their state flag is all over the place. I remarked that Maryland as a state seems to have a lot of pride in itself.
He told me that he never noticed until he moved out of New Jersey, but that no place he has ever been has as much pride for itself as New Jersey. We just don't wear it on our sleeve the way other places do. (In fact, for the longest time, we didn't even have "Welcome to New Jersey" signs at our state borders)
Maybe he's right. And it's true: Our climate is cold enough in the winter to be interesting but not unbearable, and our summers are hot enough to go to the beach but are (usually) not unbearable. The work climate is good and we don't have tons of Jeebus freaks thumping on bibles. Even with the high taxes, I don't think there's any place I'd rather be.
Homosexuality
I came out, of all places, at work. At the time, I was 19 and working a shitty part-time job at a mom-and-pop store while slogging my way through college. The place sold pool supplies, toys, baby furniture and supplies, model trains, and so on. In all, it was a good experience, and it really was the first chance for me to see how I would relate to the world.
One summer afternoon, I was standing around with two of my coworkers at the front register. A customer in need of pool supplies walked in to the store. I don't remember what the guy looked like (this was 12 or so years ago), but I do remember that he was wearing really thin cotton shorts and probably nothing underneath... and my eyes *might* have wandered at the lil' guy bouncing around down there...
"Don't tell me you were just looking at that," said my stereotype dumb football jock coworker, sternly and almost under his breath.
Without even thinking about it, I retorted, "Why, were you saving him for yourself?"
My other coworker, the girl that worked the register, almost fell over in hysterics. The jock coworker tried to save the conversation, but by that point it was hopeless. "Rich, that guy was disgusting! Ugh! That guy looked like the biggest slimeball! Don't be looking at guys like that..."
The girl at the register kind of looked at each other and shrugged our shoulders. "Jeez. It's not like I'm marrying the guy. And who made you such an expert on what kind of guys it's OK for me to look at, anyway?"
I'm not sure where I'm going with this little tidbit of my life, but it was the first thing that came to mind.
Drag Queens
I don't particularly live gay, and I rarely if ever go to bars, so I'm a little out of the loop on this one. Divine (see userpic) from the early John Waters movies is always a favorite, though
Mad Rad Icons
Who doesn't love a good userpic? Any time I find an image that is particularly obnoxious or makes me laugh out loud, I save it. When I'm bored, I convert them to userpics. This way, all the pretty people on my friendslist can laugh out loud too.
thehobbit tagged me, so here goes: (Told you I'd eventually get around to this)New Jersey
I took a little road trip into Maryland with my brother a few months ago. For anyone that has never had the joy of driving through Maryland, their state flag is all over the place. I remarked that Maryland as a state seems to have a lot of pride in itself.
He told me that he never noticed until he moved out of New Jersey, but that no place he has ever been has as much pride for itself as New Jersey. We just don't wear it on our sleeve the way other places do. (In fact, for the longest time, we didn't even have "Welcome to New Jersey" signs at our state borders)
Maybe he's right. And it's true: Our climate is cold enough in the winter to be interesting but not unbearable, and our summers are hot enough to go to the beach but are (usually) not unbearable. The work climate is good and we don't have tons of Jeebus freaks thumping on bibles. Even with the high taxes, I don't think there's any place I'd rather be.
Homosexuality
I came out, of all places, at work. At the time, I was 19 and working a shitty part-time job at a mom-and-pop store while slogging my way through college. The place sold pool supplies, toys, baby furniture and supplies, model trains, and so on. In all, it was a good experience, and it really was the first chance for me to see how I would relate to the world.
One summer afternoon, I was standing around with two of my coworkers at the front register. A customer in need of pool supplies walked in to the store. I don't remember what the guy looked like (this was 12 or so years ago), but I do remember that he was wearing really thin cotton shorts and probably nothing underneath... and my eyes *might* have wandered at the lil' guy bouncing around down there...
"Don't tell me you were just looking at that," said my stereotype dumb football jock coworker, sternly and almost under his breath.
Without even thinking about it, I retorted, "Why, were you saving him for yourself?"
My other coworker, the girl that worked the register, almost fell over in hysterics. The jock coworker tried to save the conversation, but by that point it was hopeless. "Rich, that guy was disgusting! Ugh! That guy looked like the biggest slimeball! Don't be looking at guys like that..."
The girl at the register kind of looked at each other and shrugged our shoulders. "Jeez. It's not like I'm marrying the guy. And who made you such an expert on what kind of guys it's OK for me to look at, anyway?"
I'm not sure where I'm going with this little tidbit of my life, but it was the first thing that came to mind.
Drag Queens
I don't particularly live gay, and I rarely if ever go to bars, so I'm a little out of the loop on this one. Divine (see userpic) from the early John Waters movies is always a favorite, though
Mad Rad Icons
Who doesn't love a good userpic? Any time I find an image that is particularly obnoxious or makes me laugh out loud, I save it. When I'm bored, I convert them to userpics. This way, all the pretty people on my friendslist can laugh out loud too.
