Tuesday, January 26, 2016

Do You? Do you Facebook?

Do you?
Do you use Facebook?
Be honest.

Do you post, do you chat and
do you share?
Or shall I say do you over-share?

Well, do you?

OK, I’ll be honest, I try to use Facebook. I really do, but it is often just not worth the energy. Not that it is hard to use in a technical sense. It is the social aspect on so many levels that is energy-sucking. The superficiality, the ignorance, the seemingly perfect, happy lives portrayed and displayed for all to see, especially when you know the opposite is true. And don’t get me started on the constant pictures of people’s meals.

However this is not meant as a rant, but rather a question. If you Facebook you might be familiar with a guy named Bill. Not your cousin Bill nor your ex named Bill or your old coworker named Bill who you remain friends with on Facebook although you two haven't spokenin person in years; and not even your old Spanish teacher from college named Bill (who always happens to creepishly "like" all your selfies). No this is not one of your 250 plus "friends". Rather, I am talking about this stick figure guy who, along with his very judgmental crew, have been described as the passive-aggressive P.S.A. spokesperson for bad social media/life etiquette.

Here are a few examples, using my friends’ names and Bill's friend as the stand in. Amazingly they all seem rather accurate (or is that counter-accurate)?:

And a personal favorite:

And yes in case you are wondering, coincidentally,
I honestly
do have multiple friends all named Ashlee
There is: Ashlee, Ashley, Ashley and Ashleigh).

If you are not familiar with and want to learn more about Bill and his very judgmental crew there is a good brief article about them here.

In simple terms it is just another internet meme and the premise is that you enter your name and behold the amazing results. Somehow "magically" it knows your personality and creates the perfect meme all about you!

Spoiler - you can keep trying until you get one you like. You can go to the official meme creator found here or simply just wait until it shows up on your Facebook feed (if it hasn't already).

Of course I tried it and I have to admit that it seemed to get this one about me right:

Oh in case you are new here and don’t know me,
and/or didn’t recognize the players right away,
that “football” reference is to soccer.

And then there is this accurate and good advise for the gentlemen out there:


All this had me thinking, if I could create my own “Be like…” advice meme, what would it say about me and my world.

I came up with this:

All this leads me to my question of the day.
If you could write your own “Be like…” advice meme, what would yours be?
Come on don't be shy.
Remember Facebook was not made for the shy,
nor the humble. 


Oh, and what does that first selfie picture in this post have to do with anything, you ask?
Well that is my guilty pleasure. As much as the selfie-habit can be annoying on so many levels, there are times I can just sit back and scroll...looking at picture after picture, after glorious semi-naked picture; enjoying the endless views.

PS. Click on the pictures to enlarge.

Tuesday, January 12, 2016

Random Thoughts Tuesday

Was the last post too heavy for you dear readers? I am guessing it might have been and therefore I bring you some lighter fare today. Please join me for some quick Random Thoughts today.  

Light Fare Item 1:
Fried Blog Comments
So I continue to have an issue with Blogger not sending me follow up comment notifications. When I comment on other blogs I don’t know if anyone has responded further without going back to the original blog post. Although this may not seem like a big deal, it is just rather inconvenient having to remember which specific posts I commented on. The feature used to work. I simply would like to know if/when follow-up responses happen in order to carry on the conversation.
Anyone else experiencing this? Or better yet, anyone have a solution for this? 

Light Fare Item 2:
Mixed Tumbler Salad
Not sure how many of you visit Tumblr, but when I do I can often get lost in the forest that it is. Click from one Tumblr to another, to a comment under a post, taking you to another Tumblr taking you to yet another Tumblr with the source image… I can easily forget where I started and where saved images came from.
Such is the case with he following image:


Featured Appetizer:
Delectable Encased Rump

I found this image on a Tumblr and wish I could remember where it originated from. That adorable young lady in the picture is the Tumblr author and she added additional comments to her picture regarding her assets that had me laughing. Basically her Snapchat comment sums it up nicely, but her followup comments were added laughs. She just looks so damn cute in her predicament that I just want to go up to her and spank her worries away.

Perhaps stating the obvious, but I love that image, I love the pinupesque feel of it all. It is sexy, fun and overall lighthearted; which is the perfect recipe for what I need at the moment. On my list of things I love, Young Ladies in Tights/Hose is definitely up there near the top of the list. Torn hose - the icing on the cake. Torn hose on their pert bottoms, truly delectable. 


So tell me dear readers –

Ladies: Have you ever done something like the doll above, accidentally ripped your tights/hose when putting them on? Ripped due to trying to capture and encase your ample bottom?

Gentleman: How interested, exciting do you find women in tights/pantyhose?
I am guessing yes based on the search word results of this Blog, but nevertheless let me know.

Polls are now open as are the comments.

Wednesday, January 6, 2016

2016 | Every Day

So it is the beginning of a new year, 2016, as I’m sure you all are very much aware. Since it is a new year and full of new beginnings, big expectations and what not, I thought I’d share with you something new. Something perhaps deeper than the usual fair. Seemingly random and off topic. But come here, sit with me for a minute and if you listen close, I’ll let you in on a few secrets.


I never imagined myself making it this far. To be completely clear I never imagined myself making it this far in age. Not that I am at an age where I am old enough to question my next day, but I just never pictured myself making it past 28. Odds, statistics, geography, chance and circumstance and the like were never in my favor.

I have always felt young; although based on so many unarguable facts and hard life experiences I am not that young (however I still have quite a ways to go before seeing retirement). I don’t feel old, but I am at a point in my life where I have begun to question how old I do look. These questions and doubts arise due to many reasons and particularly highlighted thanks to the debatable interpretations of common everyday interactions, all leading me to believe that I no doubt look older than I may think.

For example, the other day, a petite early 30something slithered her way into the subway train and caught my attention. Post work and post workout, she was dressed in a a tight running jacket and form fitting, feminine defining yoga pants (is there any another type?). Despite her sans-makeup look (which by the way is how workouts should be) her beauty was still radiant and I was in awe. I offered a simple salutatory smile. She in-turn returned a shocked expression of disbelief before retreating quickly into a safer world behind her iPhone screen. It was a look I have seen before, on other women, and commonly reserved for leering old men.

Perhaps she was simply uninterested for numerous reasons, and/or none at all. All the same. All fair. She owed me nothing. Or perhaps she was indeed disgusted by yet another “dirty old man” staring at her youthful tight body with thinly veiled thoughts.

In the past that might not have been the case. On numerous occasions I would have been rewarded with a mutual smile. Which in itself is a memorable reward. Or perhaps the key words I am glossing over are “in the past”.

If you knew me in the real world, you would know I take pride in my appearance; making an effort to be well dressed and presented at all times, especially during the work week. Although I have often suffered from (what others have always also been jealous of) being underweight or just at average weight. I have only gained minimal “adult weight” in recent years, yet my BMI is in fact still where it should be, “normal”. I have always taken care of my physical fitness overall as well. Nothing exaggerated on either point, but in comparison (sad to say) to the majority of my peers (male peers to be exact), I have been the known as the one “who takes care of himself”.

Where am I going with all this? Well, let me ask you a question. I am not sure what type of music tastes you have, but my musical tastes run wide. Within that wide net, I listen to some current popular music as perhaps you do as well. If so maybe you have even heard of this gentleman who goes by the name of Hozier.

Every song I have heard from him I have truly enjoyed as he has quite the unique, passionate, soul-filled sound in my opinion. (Any music buffs out there ready to dispute this statement, please save your arguments as I am sure you know what you are talking about and I merely speak to my current tastes.


One particular song is titled “Someone New”. Perhaps you have heard it? I was listening to it over and over this weekend and came to various life comparisons and the following conclusion. Should this blog have or be required to or just randomly be appointed a theme song that this would be it. 

There's an art to life's distractions
To somehow escape the burning weight
The art of scraping through
Some like to imagine

And for the record, it is more than the repeating favorite word that you will notice in the full lyrics, but rather the story message behind it. As an aside I am somewhat surprised he picked a girl to play to lead in his video rather than himself, but obviously that makes it all the sexier once you watch the video. 


Again what am I driving at with all this seemingly randomness you ask. In short, coming into this new year, I am coming in with a deeper than usual retrospective. I have been here,
at this deep reflective state, before. Multiple previous times in my life in fact. All other times it seems due to several external forces. Forces that easily weigh one’s soul down. This time however it feels like it is more about me and my choices up to this point.  

Would things be easier if there was a right way
Honey there is no right way

I wake, at the first cringe of morning
And my heart's already sinned
How pure how sweet the love beneath it yeah
You would pray for him

Where do I go to from here is the question with the uncertain answer. The future is always a mystery, but broken windows force you to confront the elements head on. So much is in uncertainty, as each new year always is; yet this time around more so than usual. The only thing that seems definite is that this time around; the first time in so long, I am going into a challenging new year alone.


 In case you haven't seen the video, here it is for you.
Enjoy it, especially if you haven’t heard the song before.

Would love to hear your thoughts on it or your thoughts on mine.No polls this time. The polls are closed, but the comments are always open.