Rowr: dumb memes

No, I’m not going to do the meme in which you spell out “If you can read this. . . .” using the talky-alphabet that we’re supposed to use on amateur radio but which I don’t always use (as I’ve said, I like weirder words for the letters, although I do know these for actual emergencies). I’m not going to translate it into Morse code and post that, either. Like . . . what’s the POINT?! Well, if it makes you happy. But meh.

And if I’d known that the reason women were posting their bra colors daily on Facebook was NOT just to mystify the guys, but was supposed to “raise awareness” and so forth, I’d have mocked it instead of joking with them. I had to figure out what the colors meant by analyzing just what could have “frilly lace” and “power stretch mesh.” I mean . . . this entire “raise awareness” stuff doesn’t make sense. People are constantly spouting beliefs that amount to “I’m going to raise awareness for Issue X by flashing my boobs/spitting on sidewalks/drinking lots of rum!” And that’s all emotion-carried, not logic-carried. There ARE ways to tell people that we need to direct fund-raising efforts toward medical research. If we want to do that, let’s just do it straightforwardly.

I love puzzles. But most of the time, just being obscure isn’t going to spur people to action.

The New Year’s Resolution is kind of a meme, in a way, and I suppose the author of the “Luanne” comic strip has it right when he has a character suggest that one’s list could simply read, “See previous lists.” (sigh) My problem is that I have so MANY things to address. And some of them are simply not under my control. The ones that are . . . are more complex than just flipping a switch, and almost amount to a sub-list of resolutions that have to be accomplished first. Bah! Let’s just go wild and do whatever we want! Determinists will agree that it won’t make a bit of difference in the ultimate outcome! *(grin)*

Perhaps I’m just a cranky old crabby fussbudget.

I’m awake early because I got too hot. The fam has the heater turned up too high because it’s 16 degrees in Dallas with a wind chill factor of -1, and they are all cold-natured (while I am normally always overheated and pulling off sweaters). I dread having to take the dog out to tinkle. He’s got an upper respiratory infection and a cough that the vets have given us a good scare about, and it can’t be good to go out in this cold. So right now I’m tiptoeing so as not to wake him up, or anyone else, for that matter. Actually, I’m not tiptoeing RIGHT NOW–that’s a figure of speech–I’m typing. Just so we’re clear on that.

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Author: shalanna

Shalanna: rhymes with "Madonna" and "I wanna," and is not a soundalike with "Hosanna" or "Sha-Na-Na." Aging hippie with long hair, husband, elderly mother, and yappy Pomeranian. I've been writing since I could hold a crayon. I started with fiction, which Mama said was "lying." “Don’t tell stories,” she would admonish, in Southern vernacular. “That's all in your imagination!” When grownups said this, they were not approving. So, shamed, I stopped telling stories for a few years--rather, I stopped letting anyone read them. I'm married to a fellow computer nerd who doesn't really like hearing about writing, but who reads sf/fantasy and understands the creative drive. I'm actually a nonconformist/hippie still wearing bluejeans and drop earrings and the Alice-in-Wonderland hair with headbands and sandals. Favorite flavor is chocolate/orange, favorite color is either Dreamsicle orange (cantaloupe) or bubble-gum pink, favorite musical is either Bye Bye Birdie, Rocky Horror, or The Producers . . . wait, I also love The Music Man. Is this getting way too specific and irrelevant yet? Obvious why I don't sell a ton of flash fiction, isn't it? To define oneself, I always say, it is good to make a list. How about a booklist? Harper Lee, To Kill a Mockingbird Frank and Ernestine Gilbreth, Cheaper by the Dozen C.S.Lewis, The Lion, the Witch, and the Wardrobe (all the Narnia books) J.R.R.Tolkien,The Hobbit/LORD OF THE RINGS trilogy Gail Godwin, The Odd Woman F. Scott Fitzgerald, The Great Gatsby J. D. Salinger, Catcher in the Rye (before dismissing it, actually read it) George Orwell, 1984 Kurt Vonnegut, Cat's Cradle Donna Tartt, The Secret History Mark Twain, The Adventures of Huckleberry Finn James Allen, As A Man Thinketh Mark Winegardner, Elvis Presley Boulevard James Thurber, My Life and Hard Times The Wizard of Oz, L. Frank Baum Winnie-the-Pooh/House at Pooh Corner, A. A. Milne Peter Pan, J. M. Barrie The KJV and NIV Bible (each translation has its glories)

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