What is being trendy except to be able to do or have the latest whatever that the masses desired? To be able do or have what many already do, even if still a small portion of a big population, that is required for something to become trendy? Sure, you do need some wealth to purchase some things, some time devoted to stay up to date on the latest trends, and maybe a little practice where you have to learn to do something, but really, you’re just following to do or get things that many others already have. You’re not even among the first few at it, just the first few percentiles of some population, at best. So why all the rage to be trendy?
Laugh if you want, but serious swing dancers will tell you that leading and following is good for your dancing!
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One thing I’ll be better at blogging this year is music I hear for the first time, likely old songs, which I really like and want to share. I love it when I find new music I really enjoy, so it’s only natural to share. While the songs will often be old since I don’t care for a lot of music these days, it’s new to me.
This first entry for 2014 features Fleetwood Mac‘s Over and Over, written by Christine McVie. I just love its mellow nature that is also present in some of her other songs like As Long as You Follow (also embedded below). If what they say is true about being able to see people’s soul through their eyes, or hear it through their singing and songs, then I KNOW I love Christine McVie’s soul!
And if I were the Devil, let’s just say I’d be paying a good premium for it! LOLMuahahahaha….
Did that ruin the mood of the whole thing? Enjoy!
“Let us not follow where the path may lead.
Let us go instead where there is no path,
And leave a trail.”
– Japanese Proverb
“As there are as many minds as there are heads,
so there are many kinds of love as there are hearts.”
– Leo Tolstoy
“The difference between the right word and almost the right word
is the difference between lightning and the lightning bug.”
– Mark Twain
“The test of a first-rate intelligence is the ability
to hold two opposed ideas in the mind at the same time,
and still retain the ability to function.”
– F. Scott Fitzgerald
“Regret for the things we did can be tempered by time;
it is regret for the things we did not do that is inconsolable.”
– Sydney Harris
Any quotes you’d like to share?
Please leave them as a comment. Thank you.
Happy April Fool’s Day everyone! The stories in this post are real, though, not jokes. I’m just offering up some humour for the entry on this day of laughs and good fun. No feelings hurt here and hopefully nobody else’s feeling will get hurt, either.
The first is one of many examples of poorly named stores due to disregard for linguistic transfer. In this case, it’s a Vietnamese grocery store at 9221 Bolsa Avenue in Westminster, Orange County, California called A Dong Supermarket… where they sell literal rather than metaphorical meat and vegetables. 🙂
I had a good LOL as my aunt drove me and others to this place, which she referred to by the Vietnamese name of Sieu Thi A Dong, something read very differently in Vietnamese than in English. I had no idea the sign in the picture was the one I would see but when I saw it, the camera had to come out to capture it for a blog post one day.
The fact this sort of stuff still happens doesn’t surprise me because this store catered to mostly Asian people from who I saw there on a couple of visits. They don’t need to worry about the impression their name in English gives, which, as is typical of many Vietnamese names, phonetically “translates” very poorly in English. In this case, A Dong Supermarket phonetically “translates” to a great name for a “male brothel”, if there were such a thing. And there might be! This was Southern California, after all, and Porn Valley [properly known as San Fernando Valley] was not far away.
As an aside… why do they call brothels that anyway? Shouldn’t they call it sistels or mothels or something of the sort? You go to whorehouses to find whores, so shouldn’t you find brothers in brothels? Well, you’d find a lot of brothers (as in men, not black men). You just wouldn’t likely be looking for brothers in brothels the way you’d be looking for whores in whorehouses… unless you were maybe in San Francisco. And that’d be just cool with me, ya know? I’m just talking on probability.
Now, while we’re stooping this low and talking about sex and porn, an interesting thing happened to me just yesterday. I got home to find an email to say that XXX porn starlet Tiffany Mynx had decided to follow me on Twitter!
And it was real, too! Which is more than I can say for some of her body parts… though I’m only assuming since I haven’t checked or had a close look or anything. Wefollow.com verified the Tiffany Mynx on Twitter link I got to be the real one.
Um, WTF??? No pun intended.
You know, I have Twitter just to know the technology. I don’t publicly post it anywhere or tell other people about it or anything. I follow all of four friends on it and have all of six followers. The two extra followers are people I don’t know who probably won’t be following me long as I’m not very interesting on Twitter. However, they fall into that same unknown followers group that’s an allowable feature of Twitter which I’ll be talking about here with Tiffany as an example. Note to clarify, though, that my two unknown followers aren’t porn starlets like Tiffany. Well, let’s hope they aren’t cause that’s going to be some therapy their grandchildren or great grandchildren are going to need! 🙂
Now, I’ve been spammed before on Twitter, with people signing up to follow me when “they” were really a spam channel. I’ve had others follow me from wherever they found me, only to lose interest and disconnect, or perhaps seeing that I didn’t return the favour to follow them, which is quite cool with me. That’s the difference between Twitter and Facebook, is that people don’t have to “accept” you like they have to accept your friend request on Facebook. You can just sign up to stalk people on Twitter!
But the difference between those who I didn’t know who had signed up to follow me before and Tiffany here was length… as in how long they followed me before giving up. I was at work so I only saw the email of Tiffany following me after I got home some 8 hours later, according to the time of the email in the screen capture above. Apparently, by then, she had come and left.
Just 8 hours? How shallow can one get with Twitter? I mean, was she expecting a response in 2 minutes or something?
With Twitter, somewhere, you can dig up people to “follow”, in hopes they’d follow you to build your virtual clique. However, can someone be so judgmental so as to put a clock on it such that in less than 8 hours, if the one followed hadn’t returned the favour, that person would get dropped?
Geez! High school was never that bad, you know!
Yes, I know. It was probably marketing and Tiffany’s not that shallow. That’s fine. Let’s not start making unfair accusations here. But that was still an awful short response time window. Patience, Tiffany’s marketing team! Patience! Quickies may be good in porn, but not in most situations in real life!
Fortunately for me, Tiffany’s quick pull out resolved one dilemma, whether or not I’d have to reciprocate… as in follow Tiffany… as on Twitter, not to Vegas. I can still follow Tiffany if I so wish. That’s one of the things that’s big about Twitter, which I will blog soon enough to give my perspective on, is the thrill to snoop, although I think there are some things much deeper than that.
For now, though, I’ll just add this story to my book of tall tale lores I can tell by careful manipulation of claims, that I once had a porn starlet follow me on Twitter! Should fit nicely beside the 24 marathons I have completed thus far. And should the grandkids ask why she didn’t stay long, I’ll just tell them I guess my twitter wasn’t long enough for her liking.:-)
A self-deprecating joke just to be fair to dish it out and take some. But truth be known, my twitter’s got a LOT more character than you can’t sum up in 140 characters! 😉
Hmmm. There’s an idea! Why don’t we add twitter to the lexicon for male genitalia?
We’ve already got chicken, bird, birdie, cock and all those fowl sounding names that has no reference to length — a characteristic often associated with Twitter and penises. So, yeah, why not twitter as a male genitalia synonym?
Hey, honey! 140 characters ain’t long enough to hold my twitter!
Hope you had a great April Fool’s Day and that this added a smile or laugh to your day!
Flesch-Kincaid (Flesh-Kinky?) Grade Reading Level: 6.8