I officially have a fan club
It was only a matter of time really. I mean, when you look a certain way and talk a certain way, people are bound to swoon. In my case, however, I skate by on clever quips and endless witticisms. The truth of the matter is that I didn't realize how much my public enjoys reading my material.
I tried to write this heartfelt blog when I was happy and in love at some point. I sent it to a couple of people to proof read and not a single person enjoyed it. I found it to be deep and inspiring. At least as deep and inspiring as I could be, considering the way I look, and, am. You understand. After being confronted with what my editors considered, "constructive criticism," I decided maybe I should hold off a bit on writing another blog.
I find that the best criticism, the criticism that really helps me to grow and learn, is the criticism that is kept to oneself. When I said proof read what I was trying to say was, "can you look through and find all my spelling errors?" I can't spell. If you've read other postings you understand. But what I asked for was not opinion. Those of you who know me well will find that it is easier to agree with me than to give me a contrary opinion. Watch my face closely the next time you start giving me an opinion I don't agree with. The face sort of just shuts off and goes blank. It at this moment in time when Michael is in Michael’s fun world, a world unknown to that of the common, rational, human being. I honestly don't mean to go off to my special place as often as I do, but sometimes I can't help myself.
I'm getting off track. So I wasn't writing blogs... then I went to this dinner at Caron's house. Caron is an infamous entertainer/hibernator. She believes wholly in the cameo appearance and accredits her hibernations to DT or down time. I love Caron for this. She's never the one calling you too much and bothering you with little insignificant things that no one really cares about anyway. I do that. And that's why we function as friends. Caron calls to get invested in my drama for the duration of the phone call, and then once the fuse has blown, hibernates from me for a week or two.
So Caron hosts this dinner and Eileen and her new chitlin come along with Stephanie and Christine. I was Christine's first boyfriend and even though we never had sex, it's clear that she benefited from the relationship. Not only way I Christine's first boyfriend, if you can imagine that... but Christine and this other girl Stephanie (different Stephanie from the aforementioned) both wanted to date me and agreed that they would both be my girlfriends. I was a 7th grader in a polygamous relationship with two girls. With the inner makings of a porn star I pushed on. Even in 7th grade it didn't take Christine long to realize that we would probably make better shopping buddies than man and woman.
Ok, so I'm at this dinner with Christine and Stephanie and Caron and pretty soon Christine and Stephanie start talking about my blog. And then they start quoting it. The expression on Eileen's face was that of disgust having to hear about my blog yet again. I'm going to teach her baby boy Tyler how to make his own blog when his is of age. It's fun for me to scare Eileen and say, "what if Tyler grows up to be just like me?" She swears her husband Roger would care and she wouldn't, but I can see a bit of fear in her eyes.
So that's pretty much it. I love the praise from my new fan club. It was so motivating that I realized, so what if no one wants to hear about what I think is deep. Instead, they want to hear me talk about life like a valley girl, and while I sort of am a valley girl, I would never be from the valley. ;-)
Ok, so that's my little blog for now. It may be months or a year before I write another so I want to encourage participation. Respond to my blog and tell me what you want me to talk about. I'll give you advice, tell you my take on things, and maybe even make an appearance at a dinner party near you.
I tried to write this heartfelt blog when I was happy and in love at some point. I sent it to a couple of people to proof read and not a single person enjoyed it. I found it to be deep and inspiring. At least as deep and inspiring as I could be, considering the way I look, and, am. You understand. After being confronted with what my editors considered, "constructive criticism," I decided maybe I should hold off a bit on writing another blog.
I find that the best criticism, the criticism that really helps me to grow and learn, is the criticism that is kept to oneself. When I said proof read what I was trying to say was, "can you look through and find all my spelling errors?" I can't spell. If you've read other postings you understand. But what I asked for was not opinion. Those of you who know me well will find that it is easier to agree with me than to give me a contrary opinion. Watch my face closely the next time you start giving me an opinion I don't agree with. The face sort of just shuts off and goes blank. It at this moment in time when Michael is in Michael’s fun world, a world unknown to that of the common, rational, human being. I honestly don't mean to go off to my special place as often as I do, but sometimes I can't help myself.
I'm getting off track. So I wasn't writing blogs... then I went to this dinner at Caron's house. Caron is an infamous entertainer/hibernator. She believes wholly in the cameo appearance and accredits her hibernations to DT or down time. I love Caron for this. She's never the one calling you too much and bothering you with little insignificant things that no one really cares about anyway. I do that. And that's why we function as friends. Caron calls to get invested in my drama for the duration of the phone call, and then once the fuse has blown, hibernates from me for a week or two.
So Caron hosts this dinner and Eileen and her new chitlin come along with Stephanie and Christine. I was Christine's first boyfriend and even though we never had sex, it's clear that she benefited from the relationship. Not only way I Christine's first boyfriend, if you can imagine that... but Christine and this other girl Stephanie (different Stephanie from the aforementioned) both wanted to date me and agreed that they would both be my girlfriends. I was a 7th grader in a polygamous relationship with two girls. With the inner makings of a porn star I pushed on. Even in 7th grade it didn't take Christine long to realize that we would probably make better shopping buddies than man and woman.
Ok, so I'm at this dinner with Christine and Stephanie and Caron and pretty soon Christine and Stephanie start talking about my blog. And then they start quoting it. The expression on Eileen's face was that of disgust having to hear about my blog yet again. I'm going to teach her baby boy Tyler how to make his own blog when his is of age. It's fun for me to scare Eileen and say, "what if Tyler grows up to be just like me?" She swears her husband Roger would care and she wouldn't, but I can see a bit of fear in her eyes.
So that's pretty much it. I love the praise from my new fan club. It was so motivating that I realized, so what if no one wants to hear about what I think is deep. Instead, they want to hear me talk about life like a valley girl, and while I sort of am a valley girl, I would never be from the valley. ;-)
Ok, so that's my little blog for now. It may be months or a year before I write another so I want to encourage participation. Respond to my blog and tell me what you want me to talk about. I'll give you advice, tell you my take on things, and maybe even make an appearance at a dinner party near you.
