Perhaps you are wondering why I write in here all the time again. Well, dedicated fanbase, I think it has something to do with having the internet at home, and not having a whole lot else to do. And needing a sounding board for annoyances (cat, sleep deprivation, bongos, black abyss of a future). Yesterday, after a full night grappling with all of those things, I woke up damn determined to make myself a good day. So I broke out the big guns: a strawberry-mango smoothie, shopping, and ABBA. I think it’s physically impossible to be in a bad mood when you hear the opening of “Take a Chance on Me;” that song alone is the reason I enjoyed Get Smart, and no longer hate the Andy character on The Office (although Steve Carell probably had a part in both of those, too).
I’ve decided to retire my “Bennies” t-shirts from public use. I still love them, but they cause awkward situations, like the time I was accused of playing softball in Wabasso (“that’s their team name!”) or the time a dude stopped me on the street because he wanted to know where he could get a “Beanies” shirt. We all walked out of those conversations confused. This weekend, I ran into two high school classmates in the mall (“Hey, I haven’t seen you in five years!…but you I saw two days ago…”) who remarked on the shirt, and then I was stopped by a guy at Caribou who seemed to have modeled his personality after Elf (“you’re a Bennie? Congratulations!“). So it’s time to stop; I really don’t need that much awkwardness focused on my chest.