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Stop wasting time on meaningless “news”

As you are probably aware, the hot topic that crashed Twitter this week was the speculation and eventual announcement of where LeBron James was going to play. I’ll admit that I don’t follow basketball, but I do know who LeBron James is and I know that he’s one of the greatest talents playing in the NBA. Nevertheless, I am confused as to why this guy not only had to have a press conference announcing where he was headed, but announced that he would be having his press conference several days beforehand. Really, dude? You can’t just sign with a new team and announce it afterward like everyone else? Let’s not turn this into a meaningless drama circus, okay?

Oh, wait. You already did. And the media loved every minute of it.

I absolutely hate it when the top story on American news feeds is about a famous person who isn’t really making news. LeBron James’ wherabouts are just the latest example. Others include Lindsay Lohan’s lack of resistance to drugs and alcohol; the latest contraption Lady Gaga wore to a Hollywood event; the endless speculation on whether Brett Favre will play another season in the NFL and if so, where, for the last three years; anything at all about the Kardashinans; the latest on Jon and Kate; and the queen of non-news, Paris Hilton. Anybody else remember her short-lived stint in jail? Why do we even know about that?? She’s rich thanks to the family she’s in, yes, but what has she done that’s noteworthy? She’s not using her well-known last name to promote charity work or some other good cause that would make her a strong role model to the girls that look up to her. She made a sex tape, and that is the only reason why we know anything about her. Had it not gone viral on the Internet, we in the masses wouldn’t give a shit about who she is.

If Lindsay Lohan weren’t an actress, she’d be just another woman struggling with addiction, like millions of others in this country. I hope she receives the help she needs, just as I wish for anyone in her situation.

Lady Gaga dresses up in weird clothing to cover up the fact that she has no musical talent. Marilyn Manson did a similar thing in the ’90s, following the “shock jock” style of Alice Cooper and KISS in the ’70s – only some of Manson’s music is actually good, unlike Gaga’s.

If Jon and Kate wouldn’t have had a litter of kids all at once, they’d be just another average American family. I understand why they have their own show on TLC; people are curious about how the Gosselins manage their super-sized family when most parents feel worn out just by their own, much smaller, family. It’s not the TV show that bothers me – it’s the gossip magazines that follow their every move. I’m sorry, but I don’t need a week-by-week update on how Kate is doing – and I definitely don’t need to see her on Dancing with the Stars. Give me a fucking break.

Brett Favre is a football player. Yes, he’s an NFL football player, but he’s still a football player. He’s one of many guys on a team and they all bust their butts to win games. That’s what they do for a living. However, even in the NFL, the majority of the players are virtual nobodys to the crowd. When one of these guys signs with a different team, ESPN might note the change on the ticker at the bottom of the screen. Otherwise, no one’s speculating about where Joe Jackoff is thinking of playing now that he’s been released from his contract except Joe Jackoff and his family. No one will know about where Joe Jackoff will play next season until after he’s signed a deal. Even he might not know where his future lies until the deal’s done. He’ll just be happy he’s playing football for another season.

That’s how it is for the rest of us, too. The media doesn’t scramble in an analytic frenzy about whether Betty the Baker will send her resume to Chef Duff or start her own cake-making business. No one follows Farmer Fred’s day-to-day activities except for him. No one’s making a fuss about Wendy the Waitress working at Hooters because she earns more tips there than at Applebee’s. And believe it or not, there won’t be a press conference announcing Ann the Avon Lady’s record sales this quarter. Regardless of what we do in life, we go out there, do our jobs, and no one makes a big deal of it. And all things considered, that’s how it should be – for everyone. That includes overpaid athletes whose egos outweigh even their immense talent.

As for the rest of us, we’ve been lulled over the last few years into believing that this kind of “news” really is news because the networks say so. Let’s stop paying attention to this crap. Consider the following from Rob Sheridan when he wrote about Paris Hilton’s jailtime in 2007:

…it starts with us, as a society. As the people who consume this crap. It exists because we keep eating it up. We have to start by not giving one tenth of a shit what Paris Hilton has to say about anything – and even if you’re talking about how much she sucks or laughing at her, you’re still part of the problem, because you’re still keeping the discourse going. Hell, I’m part of the problem by even writing this blog entry, but I’m vowing, right now, that even to make a statement, I will never talk about Paris Hilton ever again. I will never read about her, write about her, or allow myself to be exposed to anything relating to her whatsoever, and I suggest you do the same. Since no one’s ready to start a revolution yet, we can at least take our own baby steps. Next time you see Paris on TV, change the channel. Next time you encounter a news article or a blog post about her, just move right along. When you inevitably see the Larry King interview featured on YouTube, resist the urge to click. Next time someone at the water cooler says “did you see what Paris Hilton did?” ask them if they know who their senators are. Don’t even lecture them, just change the subject. Don’t even talk about people talking about her too much. Don’t even talk about not talking about Paris Hilton. Let’s all, as a culture, just move on. But before you give your brain a Paris colonic, contact CNN and tell them that you’re never, ever going to watch their network again, because you’re tired of shallow entertainment masquerading as news. Tell them if their entire broadcast day was one tenth as insightful as one episode of The Daily Show‘s fake news broadcast – they’d have a good start. And while you’re at it, drop an e-mail to the editors of People Magazine and give them a nice list of all the good things a person could do for the world with $300,000 – $300,000 of course being the amount People agreed to pay for photos of Paris Hilton to accompany a print interview.

Think about it, people. Our country is dealing with two wars, an oil spill, an unstable economy, and a bunch of other fucked-up shit, and we’re filling our minds with empty, no-value “entertainment” news that has little or no consequence to just about everyone? That’s just sad. Downright sad.

Again, in the fine words of Rob Sheridan, “Can we please, as a culture, just move on?”

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Tips for Tourists

My husband and I recently went on a vacation through Idaho, Montana and Yellowstone. We couldn’t help but notice the astounding number of kind, considerate tourists that made our trip so enjoyable. We compiled a list of our fellow travelers’ best behaviors so others can be just as gracious on their own journeys away from home.

When taking photos

Have no remorse about stopping in the middle of the road if it means capturing an amazing shot. The drivers who can’t get around you will understand what you’re doing and wait patiently. They’ll understand that your photo is more important than anything else.

Stand in the best spot for a photo for as long as you like. Everyone else can wait.

Keep your camera in the most inconvenient place possible. That way, when you want to take a photo, everyone else has to slow down around you.

While driving

Slow down and gawk when you see a group of cars parked along the side of the road so you can see what’s going on. You might be missing something important. The drivers behind you won’t mind the delay because you’re helping them discover whatever it is that captured the interest of these other people.

Drive twenty MPH below the speed limit. The people in the convoy of cars that will build up behind you will end up thanking you for helping them enjoy the leisurely, scenic drive.

If traffic signs direct you not to slow down or stop, you show slow down and stop. No means yes.

Be indecisive. Stop and start as often as possible. Pull into other lanes and feign passing often. Don’t check blind spots. Hit your brakes for no reason. Swerve in and out whenever you see a pull-out or another road. Indecision shows other drivers that you are thinking.

Remember the rule of the road: Stop anywhere, at any time, for any reason.

When in an area with wild animals

Ignore all those signs about leaving the animals alone — those are just for decoration and they don’t mean anything. The animals are quite friendly, actually, and they love humans. They enjoy your company and appreciate it when you pet them, just like your puppy or kitty at home.

Leave the safety of your vehicle and run rabidly toward them with your camera in hand. Imagine how cool your friends will think you are if you have a photo of a bison/elk/deer/bear in your collection!

If the animals run away from you, run after them. They like playing hard-to-get.

Make eye contact. This will ensure a perfectly focused portrait.

Never pass up a chance at taking a photo of a baby animal, especially if it’s a bear and especially if mama isn’t there to interfere. She’s busy with other things and won’t mind your interaction with her little one whatsoever. She might even thank you for babysitting!

When around other tourists

Walk with the “1,000-yard stare.” Bumping into people, standing in their way, staring at nothing — these are all acceptable in a crowd of people. This is best accomplished while holding a camera or binoculars, preferably while the item is hanging from your neck. Lack of focus and care for others shows your appreciation for nature and wildlife.

Be awkward. You are encouraged to do all of the following (but feel free to add your own): play tag on backcountry hiking trails, cut in front of others as they take photos, shout (which, just like stopping while driving, is acceptable at any time, at any place, for any reason), walk slowly side-by-side as to take up as much room on walking trails as possible, give children loud toys in public places (the louder the toy the better, especially in confined spaces).

Point at everything. It lets people know what you’re looking at.

Speak loudly so everyone within a 20-foot radius can hear you.

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From A to Z: Common misspellings and word confusions that should die this instant

The Grammar Nazi returns, this time with a list of misspellings and word confusions that make me wanna strangle the people that make them. These are all mistakes that anyone who passed grade school should know are a crime against humanity. On with the lesson, shall we?

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T-Shirt Tuesday:

When I can’t find a job this fall, this will be my excuse. Buy one from Diesel Sweeties.

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T-shirt Tuesday: monster hoodies!

OMGWANT.

Snag one at BustedTees for $49.95. And while you’re there, snag one for me, too.

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T-Shirt Thursday: Something about an oil spill

Yeah, I know I’m two days late. No, T-Shirt Thursday won’t become a regular feature. I just stumbled across these shirts and figured it was too topical to wait.

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Photos: Snowstorm?!

Keep in mind that today is May 24, not December 24. Apparently Mother Nature isn’t aware of this or she is really pissed off. What did we do this time??

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Happy 45th birthday, Trent!

Whew! I almost didn’t make this in time. Today is Trent Reznor’s birthday. In celebration, I made a video – and it’s not even about shitty weather! (Unlike every other video I’ve posted to YouTube.) Enjoy?

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10 mispronunciations of words that piss me off

(Click on the images for a larger version)

First off, a huge peeve of mine from my barista days:

As if I needed another reason to hate Sarah Palin.

This one’s dedicated to my husband. I give him shit about his pronunciation of this word all the time.

Another dedication: This one’s for Josh Wolfson. You might not want to say this word around me, Josh. If you say it wrong, my reflexes may kick in and I might (accidentally?) punch you in the face. I think your wife might really hate me if I cause permanent disfiguration, so I’ll try and refrain, but you’ve been warned.

Leaves aren’t made of aluminum, okay?

Nevermind the fact that I chose hipsters wearing weird shit for this picture.

Stop saying this word like a five-year-old, okay? It’s not cute when you’re a grown adult. You just sound like an uneducated dumbass. Maybe you are.

Another one that should have been corrected before entering kindergarten:

Sure, I’ll slaughter it if that’s what you really want.

Last, but not least…

Bonus: This isn’t a mispronounciation. Just know the difference, mmkay? I’m throwing this one in because I’ll be taking an intense summer course over the next three weeks. Most likely, it will suck all of my time into a black hole, so expect sparse posting until early June.

Thank you for your attention.

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Hooray, medication!

I’ve heard people make claims that Wellbutrin causes them to have funky-ass dreams, and I’m learning that it’s true for me as well. I started taking the medication a few days ago and I had an incredibly bizarre and vivid dream Wednesday night.

My mom was doing an experiment on these little sea turtle creatures that were green and about the size of a hand. I was apparently living at home, in my old room, and it was my job to keep a group of these sea turtles contained within my room. The experiment was that the turtles in my room had ADHD, and my mom needed to keep them separate from the control group so she could know which turtles belonged in which group.

These weren’t ordinary turtles. They were fast-moving and clever little buggers. I tried keeping them contained in a box on my dresser, but I found myself constantly chasing at least one of them down at all times. Like mice, they were creating holes in the wall and trying to escape through them. They also had the ability to crawl underneath shut doors. Accounting for all of these turtles was hard work.

Finally, I came up with the brilliant idea that I should put something over the lid of the box.

Silence.

After a couple of minutes, the lack of noise from the turtles weirded me out and I couldn’t help but wonder if I’d killed them. What if the little holes in the lid didn’t allow enough oxygen in the box? I dreaded the thought of telling my mom that I killed half of her experiment, but the turtles were fortunately just sleeping. They were huddled together like newborn puppies or kittens.

I breathed a huge sigh of relief.

End of dream. :)

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