Let me share with you
June 15, 2007 | Filed under: Humdrum, Oh The Stupidity You'll See
“Technology… is a queer thing. It brings you great gifts with one hand, and it stabs you in the back with the other.” ~C.P. Snow
Being as sometimes food obsessed as I can be, I used to keep a pink notebook with me writing down what I ate each day. After I started the Dub-dub, I carried the pink notebook to make random notes because it was like $3.00 at Target and I wasn’t wasting good money on paper if I wasn’t going to get good use out of it. So now there are random notes in there meant for fodder. Though a particular line caught my eye the other day:
“Anal sex. Loud. Airport”
Seeing as how I’ve never actually caught anyone having sex of any sort in the airport, it took me awhile to remember that a woman sitting a few seats from me was speaking loudly on her cell phone. Loudly and repeating every word that the person on the other end was saying because I could hear that person AS WELL.
Though I have a difficult time setting my alarm, technology amazes me. Which is why I use a Mac because it only requires me to plug something in and then it’s there and then I’m listening to Elton John’s greatest hits for five hours straight. But people have developed an alarming proclivity to share or perhaps OVER SHARE because technology allows them to spread their business like wildfire. Like my virgin ears probably have no business hearing jokes (it turns out that it was a joke that the older woman was repeating back. So in case you were wondering, your grandma totally knows about anal sex. She probably knows what a rabbit is as well) about ‘anal sex’ especially in the airport. In Upstate NY. In a town full of Shakers and Catholics. But with a cell phone with bonus speaker phone/walkie talkie capabilities, I get to hear all about it for a solid 20 minutes. This, as I recall now, totally ruined the writing I was doing and my strategic way of putting ‘fuck’ in a sentence. That shit takes skill, yo.
Anyway, I tend to over share on the internet. I over shared the way I thoroughly enjoy vodka and the way it sometimes violently expels itself from my body and have never really minded how I have thoroughly documented these instances. In fact that has proved to be a nice way to look back on how I’ve spent birthdays past puking in my bathtub so maybe next time I’ll lay off the champagne. See? Lesson learned.
This weekend in DC I’ll try to be good and maybe share a little less or perhaps a lot about how much I enjoy Magic Hat and that’s why I continue to write so much about it. I’ll also share more about my Kate Spade sample sale purchases (don’t say I never do anything for you) and now I must go Twitter about how some bitch in the Southwest cattle call, elbowed me in my perfectly perky boobs. It was probably out of jealousy, because good lord, they look good.
Oops, there I go with the over sharing again. My bad.
Paisley says:
I, too, find adorable notpads to put down the Dub-Dub points. Somehow I feel as thought it will help me be motiviated to write down my foods in such a cute item. Alas, I think I’ve been counting points for 8 years. ha.
Oversharing is always welcome on the internets. Hee.
gorillabuns says:
this oversharer thinks you should keep on sharing with the world your keen mad skills of observation and knowledge.
and i TOTALLY know what a rabbit is! do you know how expensive those things are? like a car payment expensive.
Dagny says:
I knew you would end up getting something from the sale.
metalia says:
Kate Spade sample sale?! I’m drooling. Please, do tellus about the purchases.
Abigail says:
I heart you so hard.
Also, whenever I witness someone using speaker phone in public I cringe because I assume they’re not aware. But, you know, maybe it’s on purpose. I do, after all, blog things that shouldn’t be on speaker phone.
Maria says:
I really want to know what you bought at the Kate Spade sample sale.
And of course she was jealous of your perky breats!
girlgoyle says:
Keep sharing. If you didn’t share I’d have nothing to read and I’d be bored to tears infront of my oh so slow computer and we don’t want that!