Wednesday, January 21, 2009


I just felt like saying that.


It'd be hard to call someone an asshat if you were verbally speaking to them.

"You asshat."

It's much better written.

So yeah. I am a little bitter that lots of the blogs I read are written by people in their 20s, and they're all in a titter over being nominated for some kind of 20-something blogger award, whatever the hell that is.

First of all, why are 40 people commenting on a post about how Elisha Cuthbert should have been vice president? And what is so scintillating about a post regarding one's customers at one's waitressing job?

I already know the answer.



We're an Internet community of voyeurs who pleasure in reading about how Nancy spent 50 minutes on the elliptical trainer this afternoon while watching "The Biggest Loser." Bizarrely, we love reading about the most mundane shit.

Secondly, why is there an award for 20-somethings but not 30-somethings?

Unfortunately I think I already know the answer to that, as well. Once you are 30, you are automatically less interesting. You are of marriageable and child-bearing age. You are likely blogging about how you just had your floors refinished. You don't get drunk on Thursday nights anymore.

What to do, what to do...


  1. Why stop with your age. You should do a fictional blog just to see if it will get noticed.

  2. Don't encourage me. I'm already having evil thoughts about it.