Every time I see people try to avoid something because it sounds mildly dirty, they always end up making it sound ten time dirtier. It must be some cosmic force at work.
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A book series about a redneck child beauty pageant contestant who is also a vampire? No, I wouldn’t read that. But a film series? Yes, I would watch that. Or even a TV show. Hire the producers of The Walking Dead, stat!
There are a lot of young people with boxes full of awards hidden away in their parents’ basement. This is but one humble suggestion of what to do with them.
In truth, you probably wouldn’t get that interesting of results from slapping a Fitbit on a cat. It might run around for a while, but cats mostly sleep for their day. A dog on the other hand….
This sort of logic can make anything seem easy. If you really want to enjoy someone, try this with their chosen field. Sure, it’ll make you a huge jerk, but that was likely true already, right?
I’m amazed how quickly technology has changed that I now have students who have never owned a computer with a floppy disk drive. I wondered how long before they have never seen a traditional phone in someone’s home?
It never fails that students wait until the very last second to ask questions. It’s like some sort of game of academic chicken. They want to get their question in as close as possible to the dismissal of class.
One does begin to wonder this when you realize that very few people actually dress how they like, but instead how they think someone else expects them to (see work). Yes, the bank may force you to wear a tie, but who does the bank believe is deciding their banking choices based on ties? They must fear this. They must believe deep in their souls that a significant population won’t do business with them if their employees don’t wear ties.
Worse, there is a population who must fear what will happen if they do business with a bank where people don’t wear ties. Or who might judge them for doing business with such a bank?
I must admit to being completely lost identifying many celebrities when I see pictures. I can usually recognize them in a movie, but in real life I have no idea who these people are. Some people can. They’ll proudly announce how they were on an airplane with Richard Grieco, and all I can think is how can anyone recognize Richard Grieco anymore? I’d have no idea who he was if he walked in and sat at the table next to me.
How something like Elf on the Shelf becomes a “Christmas tradition” overnight befuddles me. I get that it’s heavy marketing, but I talk to people who act like they grew up with it as a tradition, which doesn’t seem possible. I suspect something sinister is rewriting people’s minds. No, not Obama–Hallmark.