…ok, not really. but something odd has happened that gives me a fresh realization about life, my life in particular.
when i think about my life now, with all its challenges, frustrations and difficulties, i can’t help but think about how my response is so much different than it would have been just a few short years ago.
or are all women crazy?
don’t get me wrong, some of my closest friends are women, but they’re still some level of crazy….
then again… i’m not completely of sound mind myself….
i was recently berated for liking jack johnson.
my friend, who is as close to a music expert as just about anyone i know, is a self-admited despiser of his music, arguing that is music appeals to the lowest common denominator, that it is written for ‘eight and 12 year olds.’
to be fair, i’ve always considered myself a bit of a music snob, occasionally making fun of friends for some of their musical predilections. i’ve even been harassed about my own tastes, but more often than not but people who i felt didn’t have a musical taste as refined as my own (i even sound like a snob!). despite all this, i was a bit taken a back when i was (severely?) judged on my affinity yle-parent:””; margin:0in; margin-bottom:.0001pt; mso-pagination:widow-orphan; font-size:12.0pt; font-family:”Times New Roman”; mso-fareast-font-family:”Times New Roman”;} @page Section1 {size:8.5in 11.0in; margin:1.0in 1.25in 1.0in 1.25in; mso-header-margin:.5in; mso-footer-margin:.5in; mso-paper-source:0;} div.Section1 {page:Sectfor jack’s music. my feelings were scratched 🙂 a bit.
in an effort to free up some space on my computer and curb a rash of heckling at my expense, i’ve removed over 350MB of music, including (i don’t remember where some of this came from):
aaliyah
black eyed peas
brandy
chingy
chumbawamba
coolio
dakota moon
dido
dirty vegas
distrubed
dmx
fastball
gerry rafferty
hoobastank
jay-z
joss stone
kid rock
limp bizkit
ludacris
marcy playground
marilyn manson
monica
muse
outkast
petey pablo
poe
puddle of mudd
seven mary three
switchfoot
tom waits
wyclef jean
and to replace some of that rubbish? i’ve purchased at the behest of a friend oh, inverted world and pinkerton. hurray for new music!
its a good sign that things are looking up for this blog when i start getting requests for new content. yup, i got the first one today….
so, it turns out i’m not a total dumbass after all. ok, that may still be debatable. a friend of mine has been helping me improve my ability to decipher non-verbal communications. body language. particularly a woman’s body language. i’ve always had some inkling, but given my track record, i’ve trained my brain over the years to discount the non-verbal communication, since i really couldn’t be sure. given other quirks, phobias, and social limps i’ve developed over the years, i guess i never got the practice i needed to be more sure. big surprise.