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What Do I Want To Do Today? Find The Best Response To An Awkward Question

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My friend recently posted this article about “the question we use to judge each other.”  If I had seen that article a year ago, I might not have even paused to read it (clearly I am a bastion of consideration and thoughtfulness).  However, considering my current level of employment (I’m writing this post at 3:11pm on a Friday, what do you think I do for a living?) it struck a chord.  I’ve been asked this question multiple times since my unemployment and I’ve even been asked a follow up to that initial question, which is: “So, what have you been up to lately?” Which, depending on who says it, feels like a sneaky, roundabout way of saying, “Found a job yet, you lazy bum?”  Uh, no, jerkface, I love being a lazy bum, so suck it worker bee!!  Go back to your hive!

Just what hive did this come out of?

I’m kidding, and truthfully, I have nothing against anyone with a job – why would I?  People with jobs are contributing and being productive members of society and I appreciate that. And I understand that everyone asks the question because it’s what we do to figure out who people are.  We have this notion that our jobs somehow define us, so asking what someone does is the quickest way to peek into their lives.  The problem is that the notion isn’t always correct.  For example, just because I don’t have regular employment doesn’t mean I’m not trying to contribute to society.  It doesn’t mean that I’m not trying to find a vocation, or that I’m not researching to figure out how to get where I want to be, or that I’m just sitting on my ass all day watching Golden Girls (that show sucks, why would I watch that?).  The thing is, I just don’t feel like I should be FORCED to answer you, which is how it feels sometime.

Frankly, I’d rather be forced to watch this.

Just today I ran into an ex-coworker.  We were always on good terms and she was always very nice, but we were never close since we didn’t work in the same departments. I tried to make chit chat, but it was very clear all she wanted to know was what I was DOING and by DOING, she meant, where was I EMPLOYED.  I tried to joke and say, “Oh, I’m just shopping,” or “Just same ol’, same ol’,” (which is a ridiculous answer), but she kept asking the question, “What have you been doing?” until finally she couldn’t stand it and said, “So where are you working now?”

There!  There it was.  I knew I couldn’t back out.  So I lied. I said I was working in retail. I knew that in her mind it would be an “OH, you’re not doing well,” answer and that it would keep her from asking follow ups.  And I am so not proud to admit that I lied and did so with such a stupid lie.

As I walked away I was so angry with myself.  Why did I feel the need to placate this woman that I didn’t even really know or really care about?  What was wrong with me?

I’m suspecting it’s a lack of this.

I thought about it for a while and realized, it wasn’t her.  She’s not to blame.  She just asked the question that we are all taught to ask.  So I started thinking about how I could come up with an answer that would satisfy ME.  And what satisfies me is saying something ridiculous.

So, here are my responses to the question, “What have you been up to?” or “What have you been doing?” or whatever:

  • I make coasters for the homeless.
  • Penguin wedding planner. It’s so cute because they already have their little tuxes!
  • Easy Cheez technician.
  • Selling pre-painted ‘paint-by-numbers’ canvases on eBay.
  • Chimney sweep.
  • Designing casbahs for sultans.
  • Creating a line of gourmet pork rinds.
  • Shoe taster.

So, I need your help. What other fun things have I been doing with my time, guys?  All ideas are welcome because clearly, I don’t have many good ones.

What Do I Want To Do Today? Make Marshmallows

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A very sweet friend of mine who owns this wonderful artisanal ice cream business, called me recently to see if I could help her with a wedding she booked.  She needed several homemade toppings, and she wanted to know if I would be up for making them. I jumped at the chance, especially since one of the things she needed was marshmallows, and I had always wanted to make them. I let her know she might be taking a big risk since I hadn’t made them before, but she seemed ok taking a big ol’ shot in the dark with me.

I used this incredibly simple recipe from the GOD OF COOKERY, Alton Brown.

Here are some photos of the marshmallow making process:

And now for more tedium, marshmallow cutting pictures!

Be warned peoples, if you don’t have a food allergy or dietary restriction, you just might be getting marshmallows for Christmas.

What Do I Want To Do Today? Make Gulab Jamun

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Recently, I posted about the magic of Diwali. In that post I briefly mentioned the copious amounts of sweets eaten by Indians during Diwali.  For tradition, of course.

And a whole nation collectively groans.

In celebration of Diwali, I decided to make gulab jamun, a popular Indian dessert.  ‘Make’ is such a funny word.  Speaking of funny, here’s the story about how I made gulab jamun.

I had the mister call his mama for the recipe. We had gotten it from her years ago but since then had lost it.  Just to clarify, gulab jamun is fried dough balls soaked in a sugar syrup.  So, you kinda know some of the basics to expect: sugar, maybe some milk, maybe some water, probably flour… you know, the usual. So when my mister hands me the recipe, I look it over dubiously and ask him if he clarified the ingredients with his mother.  He says he did.  I read it a second time.  Again, I ask if he was sure he clarified the ingredients. Yup, he did. Well, then can he call her back to see if maybe there’s something missing?  No, it’s too late, plus he asked her “like 5 times” if it was right.

Well, fine.

The next day I make the “dough” (it’s in quotes because frankly I’m not sure that anything I can describe as “half liquid, half mushy gross viscous globules” should be classified as dough). The whole time I’m in the process of “making” these gulab jamuns I’m saying to the mister, “Honey, this doesn’t seem right,” and the whole time he’s insisting it’s right.  Kudos to that dude for sticking by his mama.  So I’m elbows deep in grey mush (I don’t even know how it turned grey), trying to get balls out of them (which sounds just about as funny as I’m sure it looked), and then trying to fry said “balls” (do I have to explain why I put that in quotes?).  Needless to say, when about 3/4 of the “dough” is on my person and/or floating in hot oil, the mister says, “I think I’m going to call my mom.”

You THINK?

So his mama is called.  My mister asks her about the recipe, she laughs and says, “Oh, I forgot to tell you to put flour in it!”

Yes, hilarious.

So, flour is incorporated and what could be salvaged was made into fried dough balls and then soaked in syrup. For tradition, of course.

Here are some photos:

Since that first trial several days ago I have made gulab jamun twice.  While I can’t give out the family recipe (and would you really want it knowing its track record?), I can share a well reviewed recipe and some of the tricks I’ve learned for making decent gulab jamun.

Here’s a You Tube video recipe from a lady that is just DELIGHTFUL.  It’s as if Mrs. Doubtfire decided to be real and have a crazy love of Indian food: Titlis Busy Kitchen

Seriously, check that video out.  She sings.

Also, here are some things to keep in mind if you decide to ever make gulab jamun (not sure I’m really convincing anyone to jump on that bandwagon):

  1. There is a proper size for gulab jamun.  If the balls are too big, then they can’t soak up the sugar syrup properly and they’re harder to cook. If they’re too small, then, well, no one likes small balls. About 1 – 1 1/2 inch in diameter usually works.  Keep in mind that when they cook, they do expand a bit.
  2. Make sure you have enough oil.  When using a 2.5 quart saucepan fill it 3/4 full with oil.
  3. When rolling the balls try to make them as perfectly round as possible and avoid any cracks in the surface – it affects the frying process.
  4. I recently learned (from the real Mrs. Doubtfire) that if the milk powder is too grainy, that can affect the overall texture so you may want to grind the milk powder to a finer grit.
  5. The oil heat is INCREDIBLY important. Never heat the oil on high.  In fact, probably the safest and best way to heat up your oil is to do so over low heat for about 35 – 40 minutes.

Not that I’m an expert at making Indian sweets by any stretch of the imagination.  I mean, look at those pics, that’s clearly an effed up recipe, but I did learn a bit while making them and I hope that by sharing my mistakes your outcomes will be a thousand times better than mine.  Guess you could say it’s my Diwali wish for you.

Happy Diwali, everyone!

What Do I Want To Do Today? Understand Diwali

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I’m going start this off with a little confession: I am a terrible Indian wife.  What could possibly make me so bad at South Asian wifery? Well, here’s the short list:

  1. This gal is not Indian. Apparently, marrying an Indian dude does not automatically make one Indian. Who knew?  And I don’t get dual citizenship either?  Lameface.  Umm, I was also led to believe there would be pie.  Is that not happening, either?
  2. I only know how to make two Indian curries and one Indian dessert. By American standards that makes me a chef, by Indian standards that makes me pretty unfit for marriage.  Oh, stereotypes, you are hilarious.
  3. I have no idea when any Indian holidays are and I rue the Lunar calendar on which the whole Indian subcontinent bases said holidays.
  4. Not only do I not know when Indian holidays are, I kinda never bothered to learn what they’re all about.  They’re about candy right?
Dude, that is the largest pinata I’ve ever seen.

 

So, I thought that this year I should give it the ol’ college try and actually learn something about Diwali, just THE BIGGEST INDIAN HOLIDAY EVER (so I’m told), instead of waiting for my Mother-In-Law to call me and tell me it’s Diwali and ask if I went to the temple. (the answer is YES, yes I did.)

You won’t believe the trouble Indian Mother-In-Laws go through to track you.

So Here’s Diwali in a nutshell:

First things first, the name.  It’s called Diwali, Deepavali, Deepawali, or some bastardization of that.  Why?  Because each state in India speaks a different language and each language has its own word for Diwali.  Sure Hindi and English are known by most, but generally on a day to day basis Indians will speak their state language which means that the one major holiday that everyone celebrates at some random yearly surprise date (thank you Lunar calendar) is called something slightly different by a whole nation of people. Somehow they all just figure out that they’re talking about the same thing.  Kudos to them for that, because I’m not so sure Americans would be able to handle it.

“So I’ll see you again at Xmas, right, Santa? Here’s my list.” “No Mikey, Xmas is the SAME as Christmas. *Sigh* I guess I’ll take this for next year, though.”

For the record, my mister’s family is from Andra Pradesh which is in Southern India.  Their state language is Telugu, so they call it Deepavali.  I’m referencing it here as Diwali since that’s the Hindi word and thus the more commonly spoken term for the holiday.

Then we have the meaning of Diwali.  The literal translation of Deepavali (the original term for the holiday) is “Row of Lights.”  It’s also known as the “Festival of Lights.”  This is because one of the major components of Diwali is the lighting of small clay oil lamps, called diyas, to represent the triumph of good over evil.

Yes, it really is a row of lights. It’s also a pyromaniacs dream.

Now we come to the reasons Indians celebrate Diwali.  Sure, the overarching theme of Diwali is ‘the triumph of good over evil,’ but think of that as more the leitmotif of the holiday than the totality of it’s existence. Diwali actually spans 5 days (and sometimes 6 depending on where you live and the traditions you celebrate) with each day devoted to some philosophy, ritual, or idea of good’s badassedness.

Here’s the general break down of each day. Prepare yourself for an onslaught of crazy Indian names. Also keep in mind that this information may vary by state, beliefs, family tradition, favorite color, neck size, ice cream preference, etc…

Day 1 is called Dhanteras, Dhanatrayodashi , or Dhanwantari Triodasi.  This day celebrates the time when that lord, Dhanwantari: the Physician of the Gods (why would the Gods need a doctor?), did that thing where he pulled himself up out of the ocean and brought Ayurvedic medicine to the world. Woot. Also, this is the day you wanna buy gold, silver, and other metal stuff cause that shit is auspicious.

Day 2 is called Choti Diwali, Kali Chaudas, or Naraka Chaturdashi.  Known as Small Diwali, the second day is dedicated to the legend of Lord Krishna’s defeat over the evil demon Narakasura.  But wait, there’s more.  Sure, everyone’s all like ‘Way to go, Lord Krishna.  You’re the best!’  But if you really look at the legend, Krishna’s wife actually killed the demon.  So, you know, girl power!  Celebrate with some new clothes. (and maybe a new pair of shoes?)

Day 3 is the Lakshmi Puja and the actual day of Diwali. Light your lamps, set off some fireworks, pray to Lakshmi (the Goddess of wealth and beauty) and Ganesh (the God of auspicious beginnings). Oh, and go to the temple, because your Mother-In-Law might call and ask if you did.

Day 4 is Padwa, Bali Pratipada and Govardhan Puja. This day represents Krishna’s defeat of Indra, the deity of thunder and rain.  Indra tried to drown some people or something so Krishna lifted Mount Govardhana to save them from the floods. I didn’t find anything saying that Krishna’s wife stepped up to save the day, so I guess we can give him this one.  On this day you should eat mountains of food.  Get it? MOUNTAINS of food?  hee hee.

Day 5 is Yama Dwitiya, Bhaiduj, Bhayyaduj, Bhaubeej or Bhayitika. This day is based on the story of a chick named Yami (she’s a river or something?) who had a visit from her brother Yama (he’s the God of Death or something?). They had a feast and he gave her a gift. Yes, a truly riveting story. The point is to probably make brothers feel bad about being mean to their sisters and to make sisters forgive their brothers.

Also, somewhere in there is supposed to be a reminder of Rama’s return from exile after 14 years (Rama was a prince dude) and the return of the Pandavas (who are these dudes?) after 12 years of living incognito.

Confused yet?

Being confused doesn’t make you white. Your whiteness and staunch conservative mentality are what make you white.

Don’t even begin to think I’ve touched the surface of all the particulars that comprise Diwali.  I’m just giving the major highlights.

Ok, ok, enough with the tradition stuff. How does one celebrate Diwali?  Diwali is pretty awesome because it’s like 4th of July, Thanksgiving, and Christmas all blended together into one giganto holiday that just so happens to span multiple days.  This means that there are so many ways to celebrate. Here’s a list!

  • Light diyas in and around your home.  Seriously, put those things anywhere.  Make sure you have homeowner’s or renter’s insurance because that shit is dangerous.
  • Hang lanterns and twinkle lights and whatever ever else puts off glow and/or can catch on fire from all of those diyas you lit.
  • Set off some firecrackers. Or let the kids do it, whatever.
  • Stuff yourself with a bunch of Indian sweets. For tradition.
  • Wear new clothes or make new clothing purchases at this time.  It’s actually considered gauche and disrespectful to not wear new outfits (or at least nicer clothes) to Diwali parties, so… you know, don’t be that guy.
  • Don’t eat meat or drink alcohol.  Don’t worry, you can fill all of your previously occupied meat eatin’, alcohol drinkin’ time by lighting fireworks and eating sweets.  And hosing down your house after it catches on fire.
  • Make rangoli designs on your doorway. Here’s the Wiki explanation of rangoli and here is a bunch of rangoli designs.
  • Hang garlands.  Because it’s just a nice thing to do, that’s why.
  • For extra Karma points, send Diwali cards to the Indians in your life.  For extra Karma AND environmental points, send e-cards. (you hippie.)

Now that you’ve gotten (hopefully) a basic understanding of Diwali, here are the dates of Diwali for 2011:

Today, October 24th marks the first day of Diwali, which means that Wednesday, October 26th is the big Diwali day.  Mark your calendars, folks.

Diwali Calendar 2011

 

So how do you plan on celebrating Diwali?

 

Information lovingly synthesized from these sites:

  • http://www.diwali2011.in/
  • http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Diwali#Southern_India
  • http://www.justfoodnow.com/2010/11/04/the-idiot%E2%80%99s-guide-to-diwali/
  • http://www.diwalicelebrations.net/diwali-celebrations/
  • http://www.sagarworld.com/newsletter5/
  • calendar stolen from: http://www.deepavali.net/calendar.php

What Do I Want To Do Today? Post A Renegade Photo

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I finally procured a photo of the lantern and tissue paper poms that flanked the doorway for this graduation party and I’m too lazy to go back and add the photo into the massive photo gallery…

So here it is in all it’s glory:

Isn’t wasting your time reading this totally worth it?

Just a quick how to:

1. I found brown paper lanterns at World Market on sale for $3.

2. I made orange and brown tissue paper poms like the ones Martha tells me I need to make just so. Except that instead of attaching monofilament to the floral wire, I left about 6 inches of floral wire extended from the center of each pom so that I could wrap the next, smaller pom around it.

3. Make sure all of the poms are attached to each other securely and closely.  This keeps them from moving around all wonky and also makes a more unified piece.

4. Use more floral wire to attach the pom blob to the lantern.  Make sure it’s centered and secured tightly (again so it doesn’t move wonkily).

Simple, but retardedly time consuming.  I might just make more for no reason because they intrigue me.  Also, it’s kinda calming, too.

What Do I Want To Do Today? Make Cake Stands

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For this graduation party I made two cake stands for pretty close to a steal. Upon request (eek!  I had a request!) here is what I did to make them happen:

First start with two cheap candlesticks.

Neato, eh? I got them for 50 cents each.

Then go to Home Depot and walk around looking confused until someone in an orange smock asks you how they can help. Don’t talk to Home Depot strangers unless they have an orange smock!! Ask the helpful person (only if they’re wearing a smock!) to show you where they have the scrap wood. They have a bunch of scrap pieces that they will not only sell for cheap, but will cut for you, too. I got a huge piece of wood (hee hee, huge piece of wood) for 51 cents. The nice man at the Home Depot cut the board into two 13″x13″ squares and then gave me the remaining piece at no extra cost.  Let me sum that up again: I got three pieces of wood (hee hee, wood) for 51 cents.

Keep in mind that you can get cuts in any size you want because you are a beautiful and unique snowflake.

Paint the pieces of wood. Any color you want. I spray painted them brown. Yup, spray paint: the lazy (wo)man’s paint job.

Also, if you really want, you can paint the candlesticks. I’m lazy so I didn’t. See:

Find the center of the board so you know where to place the candlestick (you’re smart, figure it out) and then attach the candlestick. I used glue. Again, with the laziness thing.  You can screw the candlestick to the board or tape it or use whale oil (that probably wouldn’t work) or whatever, snowflake. Here are boring pics of the candlesticks curing on the board.

It’s that simple. I paid $2.76 for each cake stand. What’s also great is that since they’re so simply designed and cheap, I won’t feel bad painting them another color.

Here are some “action shots” of the finished product:

 

What Do I Want To Do Today? Plan A Graduation Party.

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Several months ago my friend, Amanda, asked me to help her plan a graduation party for her husband, Steve, who recently received his Master’s Degree in Acoustical Engineering.

I was really excited at the prospect of helping with this project because this was the first graduation party I’ve ever planned and this was also one of the few times I’ve planned a boy party.  What does that mean, ‘boy party’?  Well, most of the parties I’ve planned are for my girlfriends – a purple themed ice cream party, an Alice in Wonderland brunch, a Queen of Hearts party, a Hello Kitty party, etc… (and one day I may feel like posting those since they were pretty intense planning wise).  But this time I wanted to avoid any and all “girliness.”

I came up with a color scheme of chocolate brown and cream.  Amanda promptly mentioned that maybe we should include the color of Steve’s alma mater, so we added burnt orange to the mix. (whoops, my bad)  My goal was to mix the look of a classy, sophisticated party (one you might imagine professors attending) with a fun college frat party feel (think Animal House).

It took me a while to figure out how to meld the two, but it started coming together with the design of the invitation.  I used the wording to convey the lightheartedness of the party and the design to make it look sophisticated.  I designed a phrenology brain that included things Steve liked and labeled it “Smartypants.”  I used that along with a specific font throughout the paper items to help convey the theme.

Here are some images of the invitation.  Amanda came up with the design for the liners and we spent an evening printing and putting everything together. (click the pics to see details):

I don’t want this post to get too long (too late), so I’ll just list out some of the things I made for the party:

- Dark brown cake stands

- Typewriter guest book (I bought a vintage typewriter and had everyone type out their congrats and wishes to Steve.  Amanda and I found cheap, wooden letter trays and labeled them “In” and “Out” so that people would grab paper from the “In” box and when finished with their congrats, put the filled out paper into the “Out” box)

- Congratulations banners and mini banners. I found an old ruined dictionary and used pages from it to print out congratulation letters.  I hand cut them into pennants that I then attached to hand cut burnt orange pennants.  I made a mini one for the cake stands.

- Signs for the photobooth, drinks, food, bathrooms, etc…

- Mini pennant signs on bamboo sticks.

- Lantern and tissue paper poms for the entryway. (unfortunately we didn’t get photos).

- I found a really cool, old school looking bell at a thrift store that I made everyone use for beer pong.  Every time someone scored, they had to ring the bell.  I don’t know why, but it really amused me.

- Amanda and I put together a photo booth using my photo printer and a camera we borrowed from our friend, B.  She made most of the props and I supplemented with things like a chalk board, apple, nerd glasses, a pocket protector, and our other friend, E, let us borrow her top hat, bowler hat, and monocle.

- I also insisted that we put cheese curls in the chex mix (because they are effin’ delicious and also orange) and it was apparently revolutionary.  Of all the things I did, that was the one I got complimented on the most.  Go figure.

Enough with the talk. Here are some photos from the party (if you like something, click it):

Me and my girls. I’m the one on the left and Amanda is the gorgeous blond.
Me and my mister.
Our dapper smartypants grad.
Group photo. We didn’t get everyone and all the people you see here were pretty blasted which is AWESOME.

What Do I Want To Do Today? Uglify A File Cabinet And Thus My House

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In an attempt to organize my home, I’ve been trying to purchase the necessary shelves, drawers, cabinets, etc… to make my life complete and free of clutter.

Here’s the catch (oh, yes, there’s always a catch): I don’t have an exorbitant amount of funds to fuel this organizational blitzkrieg.

If only I had enough money, then I could hire these guys to invade my clutter.*

Enter: Craigslist.  Where you can get goods, services, and possibly herpes all for a low, low price.  The mister found a “gem” of a file cabinet for $3.  You know what I mean when I use the quotation marks around “gem”, right?  I don’t really have to explain it, do I? Just in case, here’s a pic:

Yes, it is trying to eat you.

I decided to enact my revenge on this undignified piece of “furniture” by covering it’s shame.  I mean, I was promised a metal file cabinet and what I got was this.  You’d do the same, too, and you know it!

Now enter: wrapping paper and spray mount.  Because we keep it classy in this house.

In all actuality, I knew it was a junk cabinet so I wanted to mess around and see how much uglier I could make it.  Poor unloved filing cabinet. At least it has pants now.

I think I was pretty successful at the uglification.  Here are pics of the carnage.

Seriously, what kind of advertising is this? Also, that’s what she said.

Just look at it – this is the stuff of which nightmares are made.  If you need me to come scare your children straight (or gay, I don’t discriminate), I work for pretty cheap (apparently, spray mount and wrapping paper).

*Thank you Conservapedia for that picture and, consequently, my awkward joke that may have seemed vaguely sexual even though it wasn’t.

What Do I Want To Do Today? Brush up on philosophy

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I’ve always been interested in philosophy and I took as many classes as I could when I was in college, but let’s be honest, that was about a billion fortnights ago and my memory ain’t what it used to be.

So I was excited to learn that I still don’t need to remember jack when I stumbled upon this dude’s site: Three Minute Philosophy

Just like it sounds, this guy sums up different philosophers and their ideas in three minutes (uh, that’s per philosopher).  It’s pretty cool and he’s got a neato accent, but be warned he speaks pretty fast.

Not all of his videos are on the site (I think he might be revamping the site to list everything in chronological order), so check out this You Tube search for some others.

What Do I Want To Do Today? Learn A New Law

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Well, it’s not so much ‘new’ as it is ‘new to me’.  And it’s not so much a ‘law’, like criminal law, as it is something obvious a dude noticed and then called ‘law’ on it. And apparently, when people (mostly old dudes from the past) notice really obvious shit, pretend they discovered it, and then name it after themselves, it’s called an eponymous law.

So, as you can see from simple extrapolation, the longer the car, the shorter the…

The law I just learned about is called Sturgeon’s law. It’s pretty awesome because it’s the most obvious thing ever, but it sounds really scientific when you state it as LAW.  Get this: Sturgeon’s Law states that 90% of everything is crap.  I’m actually quoting the law. Isn’t that insane?

Just hearing that, can’t you imagine this “law” came into existence as the result of some amazingly indepth study done on the relevance of information across cultures with emphasis on finding what percentage of all of the data we receive on a daily basis as actually pertinent to our existence?

Yeah, that’s not how it happened. But your smug coworker with their shitty self-published book doesn’t have to know that.

I have a 401K AND a Roth IRA. Also, two kids that hate me.

Here’s how Sturgeon’s Law came to be: A Sci Fi writer dude (i.e. Sturgeon) was tired of being told that the genre of Science Fiction produced mostly ‘crap’.  He said, ‘Oh yeah?  Well, most everything else is ‘crap’, too.  So there. Everything sucks. Mostly. Boo.Yah.’ (uh, that’s not a direct quote or anything.  He’s actually way more elegant about it.)  He originally called it Sturgeon’s Revelation (he’s not egotistical at all) and actually had coined another obviousism (I would never make up words) as Sturgeon’s Law. However, nobody cared about his original law and eventually his “revelation” became what is known today as Sturgeon’s Law.  I summed it up pretty awesomely (I’m not egotistical at all), but here’s the Wikipedia article if you’d like to learn more about it and the actual nuance behind the law.

Learning Sturgeon’s Ridiculous Law, got me thinking that I could probably come up with some “laws,” too.  Here goes:

- Underneath our clothes we are all naked.

- Sweet things that are frozen taste good.

- We love the machine that ensnares us, but we’re going to bitch about it.

- I’m probably deeper than you are. (that’s what she said)

If you could create a law, what would it be?