It really is all about the little things

As I was at the cash paying for my chocolate bar the other day, the woman who had been in line before me took the five dollars she had won on a scratch ticket, put it on the counter before me, smiled, told me to enjoy my chocolate, and left the store.

Saves lives and kills heroes.

Kevlar really does take away from the effect of taking a bullet for someone.

Park Slide of Doom (1995)

I want to tell you about a marking, fearsome event in my childhood. When I was younger, my parents would sometimes take me to the park. The parks we went to usually had those hollow twirling slides slides with interlocking plastic parts. They looked a lot like this:

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Anyway, the different parts of the slide are often held together by bolts with a flat end. As it turns out, those things were dangerous! My parents would usually take me to play during the summer. And what did I wear during the summer? Shorts and long sleeves. And what does that mean? It means more skin was exposed. Now, on top of being supercharged with static energy from your body and your hair rubbing against the plastic in the closed area, you're about to get a quick (but not painless) shock on your way down.

This may not seem like a big deal, but to a three year old, it's a traumatizing experience! And if that wasn't enough, seeing me cry, me parents would assume I was just afraid of the slide (because I couldn't put into words the "zapping" feeling I got and I was quite the little drama queen to begin with so they may also have assumed this was just one of my moments) and so I was put on that damn thing another 3 or 4 times before either of them realized maybe the problem didn't lie in my fear of the slide, but in the slide itself.

I now appreciate my ability to communicate effectively and put everything I'm thinking, feeling and fearing into words. And so I speak for the young who do not possess this luxury: Those slides can hurt!

Good Answer!

My boyfriend and I were talking about a coworker of his who shares the belief that sex is an act that should be performed solely after marriage. I decided to put him in a difficult position and asked him what he would do if I adopted this belief, and came to the decision that we would no longer be having sex until we were married. To me, the possible answers to this question were "Of course I'd wait", and "Fuck that".

His reply? "I'd propose."

Let's start over. A zero to zero tie for women and men.

I need to get this off my chest, as it's been a pressing bother for some time.
Now, I'm not a crazed feminist. I don't think women are better than men in any way. We were made differently for a reason. However, it irks me beyond belief when I hear someone say something along the lines of "Men are greater, they've achieved greater things. They're the ones who built this world, for crying out loud!"

Do you know why men built the world, why they did such great things? Women weren't allowed to, plain and simple! Until modern day thinking changed everything, a woman's tasks consisted of cooking, cleaning, and caring for the children. A good wife was a submissive one, one who knew her place. A woman wouldn't just "do her own thing", she had a husband to tend to. Long before that even, free-thinking women were imprisoned, and even accused of witchcraft or satanic thought. these women, of course, posed a grave danger for the church and the authority of men. And so they were oppressed, by physical strength, and by the power that men had to impose much-more-than-sexist ideologies on their wives who were just so eager to do their job and please their husbands like a good wife would.

They prevailed though. It took a long time, but they finally did. And now that women are allowed to do as they please, the real contest can start, boys, if you so wish. If you want to think you're smarter, stronger, and just plain better, than go ahead and think it. But let's make it a fair game and stick to modern-day achievements okay?

Resolution Hack!

The new year's resolution failure rate is 100%. So, this year, I resolve to never eat healthy, blow all my money, not improve my drumming skills one bit, and suck hardcore at guitar :) Failure has never been so rewarding.