Thursday, April 25, 2013

Some Topics I'm Not Going to Write About.

30 Days of Blogging is almost over, and today I got home a little later than usual because we had an event on campus, so I'm tired but still have to do something for Day 25. I still have topics left to cover, and ideas on how to do so, but I'm not going to use some of the topics, for various reasons.

For example, my friend Dee asked if I could explain why 30 is considered "the gay death". I can't answer that because I don't believe it. It's something stupid that a youth-obsessed (and usually youthful) portion of gay culture babbles about while they're still too shallow to know any better. Ask them again at 35, and they will have hopefully moved on to something besides going out every night and wearing dress shoes without socks while they attempt to rock some age-inappropriate Bieber hair. Dee asked about this because she wanted a better understanding of why people say it, but I can't answer because I don't really understand it, either. It's just always sounded like bullshit to me.

Dee also jokingly suggested that I write about porn. I'm not going to write about that because I don't really have any particular feelings about it. It exists, it serves its purpose, people like different kinds and there seems to be a kind for everybody, and some people like it more than other people.

"What I enjoyed most/least about being in HS marching band" was a suggestion from my friend Melisa. I remember marching band as fun, but that's all I remember. It's just kind of a blur of fun busrides and hot uniforms. I don't have a clear enough memory of it to say that there was anything in particular that I did or didn't like.

Finally, looking over my list, there's one question that I just can't answer. From my friend Sandy:

Who is the worst Real Housewife and why!

This is the "Sophie's Choice" of blog topics.

How can I pick one, and cast the others aside?

1 comment:

Justin Bower said...

I could write a novel about marching band. Like the brilliant idea to have kids change on the buses, and then park the girls and boys buses right next to each other. I haven't seen that much sexual tension outside of a John Waters movie....