This weekend, at various locations and with a variety of beverages in my hand, I learned that real people read this blog. Real people who have jobs. Real people that actually want to take time to know how I feel about martinis. To me, this is very interesting and humbling and cool. If you are reading these words right now, thank you. You made this blog that much more fun.
And you may not know it, but you also make this blog interactive.
Many of these real-life readers offer advice. Sure, some have comments about what I wrote about, but most have tons of ideas of what I should be writing about. Part of this is great; their editor-like precision gives great ideas and sparks creative juices, all without the pain-inducing red pen. However, some of these topics are not exactly in my expertise. I mean, when I write up a post, I try to make sure I have hazy experience with the topic.
So, to demonstrate how scary things can get when I haven't lived what I'm writing about, I've picked up the various suggested topics and done a mashup. This is partly because I couldn't justify a whole article on any of these suggestions, but mostly because I really like the word "mashup." Plus, by my writing up these suggested topics (read: reader demands), you will: a) get a good laugh because you have suggested one of these topics, b) get a good laugh because you do not understand what the heck I am talking about, but still enjoy the randomness, or c) not laugh and just take a look at this weirdness. Read below if you dare:
Stephanie is my sister. Stephanie has requested a blog post dedicated to her. Stephanie is funny. She will tell you this persistently, even if you agree. She has tons of energy and loves having a good time (preferably at Disneyland). Stephanie does not read this blog. Stephanie, however, does interact daily with people who do read this blog. Stephanie gets irritated when people bring up the blog. MAKE SURE TO MENTION THE BLOG TO HER! HI STEPHANIE! (te-he-he)
If you know me, you know that my faith is a big deal to me. What is a big deal to my husband is that I am not political, in the sense that I pick a side to be on. Sure, I have my convictions, but when it comes to doing the right thing and solving some problems out there in the world, I think there needs to be more cooperation between parties than warring to see whose idea "wins." It's better that things get fixed.
I have never owned a pair of cowboy boots. I do not ride horses. In fact, most animals, to me, are one step above horror movies. Pets are scary things, and animals that are 10X larger than Fido are reasonably 10X more intimidating. The fact that I need specific footwear around them worries me greatly. My favorite pair of boots are my Uggs. I might wear boots one day. The day they are bedazzled.
In an effort to avoid ostracizing my male readers* I will now spontaneously list out words I think of when I hear the word "man." Cave. Beer. Fire. Mustaches. Football. Steak. Barber shops. Extreme cage fighting. Grunting. Men, all of these topics hold hope for a future blog post.
Actually, after finishing this post, I think a lot of these topics would be good for expansion. Thanks editors! Keep up the suggestions because they are lots of fun (for me at least).
We will return to logically coherent, one-topic posts tomorrow. Enjoy the rest of your job today.
*Thanks for sticking through all the Fashion Fridays fellas. I will hit some men's fashion topics in the next few weeks.